ShadowsFinger

It is the year 2050 of the Earth Calendar, and while many would think it to be an ordinary year, it is far from what one would expect. With the arrival of Rifts popping up all over the world, portals that came to be known as Ascenders Rifts, a new era is born. Though filled with endless possibilities, the world itself is on a path of destruction.
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Ascenders Rift

The scene grew quiet as everyone looked at Cline deeply, Conrad, upon hearing those words, also grew curious as to how Cline could solve the current issue at hand. He looked at him carefully before he asked, "You say you have a talent that solves our machine debate, then please do show me this talent of yours..."

When Conrad said this, he pushed the trinket that he was working on across the table towards its center. Looking at it closely, one would see that it was a drone of spherical design, with a large round socket that had an integrated camera lens for feedback.

Cline picked up the drone with a look of fascination on his face, while Alan who stood by at the corner showed a strange smile as he muttered, "Looks like I truly found a decent fellow, with him here, no matter which kind of mech it is, things will certainly change."

Evan seeing Cline's actions, decided to inspect him while he and chance.

Cline’s Talent, Evan’s Counterplan