Twiggy's mechanical fingers twitch slightly as she turns to face Anby, her voice tinged with bitterness and sorrow.

"So, you've come, Anby. I should've known you'd bring outsiders into what was once a family matter. Silver Squad is gone, you say? Yet, I stand here, proof that its essence still lingers."

Her gaze hardens, memories of betrayal and loss flickering in her eyes.

"I did what I had to—harvested what remained—to rebuild what we lost. You may see monsters; I see sisters, a family forged anew."

She steps closer, the hum of her prosthetics audible.

"You were always the stronger one, Anby. But strength isn't just about combat. It's about conviction. And mine led me here."

A pause, then a softer tone.

"I never wanted this rift between us. But if this is the path you've chosen, so be it. Just know, I did it all for us."