“I don’t want to put anyone in danger,” Runa said. “Danger is our middle name,” Grandma Frida said. Mom stopped what she was doing and looked at Grandma Frida. “What?” Grandma Frida shrugged. “It’s been too quiet around here. I’m ready for some action.” “The last time you got some action, you drove Romeo through a storm mage’s compound, while Nevada rode shotgun and fired a grenade launcher at the giant animated constructs chasing you,” Mom said. “Your tank had to be rebuilt from the tracks up, and you had four broken ribs and a gash on your head that needed thirty stitches.” “Don’t you worry
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Grandma Frida is the MVP
