[DISCLAIMER: THIS IS ON EARTH AND NOT COPPER-9 THIS TIME, BE AWARE]

As the sun began to set, the chirping of insects became more apparent, an occasional hoot of an owl. The tension in the air was thin enough to be sliced by a spoon. Suddenly, as if the world had muted, all the sounds stopped abruptly, as if the world had fallen mute.

Perched on a branch in a reasonably large tree was Uzi, a female Harpy Drone. Her keen eyes scanned the terrain below, the stars and moon casting an eerie glow over the treetops.