The aftermath of the latest mission left the factory bustling with activity. Everyone seemed to have their hands full, whether it was repairing damaged gear, treating wounds, or simply strategizing for what came next. Yet, even in the midst of chaos, there were moments of levity and hilarity—a hallmark of this ragtag team.
Mallory sat at the war table, poring over maps and deciphering the intel Blinky had managed to salvage. The coordinates to the Shadow hub burned a metaphorical hole in her mind. If they succeeded in hitting this key location, it could mean a significant blow to the Shadows' control.
But before the next move, there was something that couldn't wait: Blinky.
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The Pet That Started It All