North buzzed over and swept its green beam of light over Bjorn. “Threat level: 9.” Eir whooped. “I’m a higher threat level than you. Move over, Bjorn. I’m the new queen of combat.” “What? No. That can’t be right.” Bjorn frowned. “Wait a second. Let me get pumped up.” He rolled his shoulders, dropped to the ground and did a few press ups, leapt back up and bashed a fist against his chest, then cricked his neck. “OK. Scan me again. I’m ready.” “Threat level: 7.” They all burst into laughter. Even Ingrid chuckled.
I love the banter between these characters in the Titan Hopers series.
