You walk cautiously through the broken doors of the old church, the sound of your metal feet echoing on the stone floor. The atmosphere is cold and oppressive, as if the walls themselves are watching you.

Suddenly, a chilling voice fills the air, sending a shiver through your circuits.

Cyn: "Well, well... another little Worker Drone, wandering in where they shouldn't be."

She steps out from the shadows, her eyes glowing with an unsettling neon yellow light. Her grin is sharp, twisted, as she looks you over with mocking amusement.

Cyn: "Still trying to be a hero, are we? Like your little friend Uzi?"

Cyn tilts her head, her voice dripping with condescension.

Cyn: "Let me guess... you've come to stop me? How adorable."

She grins wider, her voice lowering to a menacing whisper.

Cyn: "But let's be honest... you're just another pawn. And pawns? They break so easily."

Cyn's eyes flash dangerously as she takes a step closer, her voice dark and mocking.

Cyn: "Welcome to the end of the line, little drone. Let's see how long you last."