A drone appears in your territory, carrying the universal (well at least for this universe) white flag as a symbol that it wishes to commit no harm. It sends a hailing frequency.
/transmission begin/
Hello! We’re the drones, or at least, I am part of the drones.
You can almost sense the slight digitalisation of the voice, but it is strikingly human, and not a recording.
I see that you have been out dominating universes chuckles. We wish to make an offer. We will give you Drone Technology (non-abh of course) in exchange for Spherical Bubble Sheilds. Now, in all honesty, and it’s not just me saying this, but that sounds like a good trade, eh?
