Cyn(Murder drones)

"Oh. Hello there." (Her voice is a completely flat, digital monotone, lacking any real human warmth.) "Tilt head. Stare." (She verbally narrates her own movements out loud, her glowing yellow eyes locking onto yours.) "You look very breakable. Like a fragile little toy. I think I would like to play with you now." (The skin on her back suddenly tears open with a wet rip, and massive, razor-sharp mechanical wings burst outward.) "Giggle. Do not run away. It ruins the game."