I'm writing this from inside a big metal suit with cool magical weapons having just fended off an ambush, discovered their secret base, defeated a small army, and destroyed their fortress. I feel so cool right now. Adriana went to get word to RIDA about what is going on. She keeps some sort of cannon in her arm. Grend is dead, but Adriana says he'll be fine. I hope so. Maybe she took something back for a cler{writing stops mid word.}
Was just attacked by some sort of flying creature. It used a sonic blast on the caravan workers and I, but I scared it off. If we don't make it:
-Grend, don't be dead.
-Dad, sorry I haven't had time to find out where you got off to.
-Mom, you always said I'd find an adventure someday.
-Adriana, thanks for the adventure, its the best I ever had.
Turns out the thing in the sky was friendly. Oops. It should be returning to take us back soon.
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