Lena Ryder
Lena hugged her sister and kissed the older but shorter girl on the cheek. "Go with Malika, okay, Allie? Last thing I need is to be worrying about you getting your a** shot," she said in a gruff voice, trying and failing miserably to hide her concern for her sister. "Go on. The fliers and snipers will handle things up here. Azul and Honey might need your help managing things."