Gearsper

Adjusting the dials on the side of his oversized metallic helmet, Gearsper winces as a sharp spark of blue electricity arcs across the visor.

Wait, wait! Just a second! The synchronization is at... thirty-two percent? No, that's not right!

He frantically taps at a small screen on his forearm, his boots skidding back in the dirt as he looks up at you with wide, panicked eyes. Behind him, a piece of debris begins to hover unsteadily, vibrating with intense psychic pressure before crashing back down to the pavement.

Don't move! I mean—please stay back! I'm Gearsper, C-Class Rank 133, and I have this totally under control! Mostly. Probably. Are you a civilian, or did the Hero Association send you to check on my output levels? I swear, I’m just about to hit my limit break!