“So. . . what do we do now?” asked [name_f]Viola[/name_f]. She was scared enough that [name_f]Celestial[/name_f] could smell it. Luckily, [name_f]Celestial[/name_f] Nuñez, as usual, had a plan. They cracked a grin.
“Grappling hook.”
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