CHAPTER 255
The drones maneuvered throughout the area, panning and recording the ongoing battle in real-time.
They transmitted the footage back to the control tower and simultaneously to Lincoln's tablet, as his naked eyes couldn't possibly catch every skirmish unfolding across the sprawling cityscape.
With the device in hand, he was able to track the chaos with precision.
His fingers danced across the screen, switching between various cameras and angles to monitor whatever sector required his attention.
Suddenly, his communication bud blinked once.
— "Hm. We really secured an impressive bunch this year."
"Agreed. This situation has merely provided us with a golden opportunity to observe them and determine who will be truly useful in the eventual war against the Aberrants," Lincoln replied.
— "From what I can see, I can already figure out who is destined for the Iron Corps and who belongs in the Vanguard Order."
