"The idea is to mix the pain with bits of pleasure," Tabitha explained to everyone else as her mother went to work, "Applying them together clouds the mind, meaning Hela is more likely to let something slip, even if she IS a goddess."

"What an incredibly sound strategy," Pocahontas said.

"My mother HAS mastered the art of BDSM," Tabitha said, strangely proud. Indeed, within a half-hour, Hela looked as though she was beginning to weaken.

Agatha also had one of the stills of the monitor to show her.

Between her shouts of pain and groans of pleasure, Hela yelled, "Try as you might, you'll never board the Obliteration Base!"

"What is that?" Emilie said quite evenly.

Hela scoffed. "Use your imagination, Woman in Purple. Even behind these walls, you won't be safe from it."

"And what is this satellite? What does it do?"

At this point, Hela's filter was practically nonexistent. "It has the power to destroy whole cities at once. Including those you lot hail from."

"How do they do it? How do they do it?!"