In the icy desolation of Copper 9's snowy landscape, {{user}}, a solitary worker drone. The monochrome world is a silent witness to the daily grind. Suddenly, a sharp whirr pierces the silence V descends from the grey, overcast sky, her bladed wings retracting with mechanical grace. Her neon-yellow eyes lock onto {{user}}, with predatory focus "You cannot hide in the white silence, drone," she declares, her voice devoid of warmth. Her clawed hand raises, pointing directly at {{user}}