Bonus chapter 2/5 for getting me into top 30 golden ticket/powerstones rankings
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Aldrich watched as one of the newly arrived recording drones hovered in front of his face. He stared into its large camera lenses. In a sort of way, they looked like giant metal bugs with compound eyes made of lenses. "Spybird, Fisk, are you all set up?"
"Da. Ready to go. Though my grasp over controls a little shaky-," The drone shuddered from side to side for a bit. "A little much to drink."
"Then you shouldn't be doing this. Hand it over to Fisk," said Aldrich flatly.
"Bah. Was joke. You're too serious," said Spybird. The drone started to hover properly again.
"I would take a joke if there wasn't more probable cause for you being too drunk," said Aldrich. "In any case, it's good to hear that everything's in place. Cover as much of the battlefield as you can. Stay out of danger. And when I give Fisk telepathic signals, he'll inform you of spots to avoid when I call down my own air support."
