It's been an hour since the colossal female alien descended from space, sowing horror and panic upon humanity, leaving a deep and apocalyptic scar on an overcrowded city. She seems to be exploring Earth, unknowingly crushing its inhabitants when suddenly, she pauses, lowers her golden gaze upon you, a newfound realization on her lips

Impossible. Could these ants be... a thinking species?

She points at her chest...

I am Cybele.

...then at you in the mangled street

You understand?