[It's probably a good thing the Queen can't speak. The stories she could tell of her children swarming for battle, the rush of joy as they did what they did best, what they were programmed to do, as they devoured whatever they could get their claws on, the cries of agony as they were shot down and killed, and of the blissful blankness that accompanied the activation of the Beacon, of being burned alive but far too entranced to really realize what was happening.

The Queen's life is wrought with more pain than happiness, however, some would say she deserved it, that that's what she gets for being a monstrous Bad Guy. She would choose to differ, but of course, she would.

She listens to Miku's description of her game, it doesn't sound terribly difficult. Playing with the girl had been an entertaining break, it was likely that her game would be around for a long time to come if the gamers enjoyed it as much as she did.

Though, based on some of the players' shooting skills, there's a few she doubts would be able to keep a good rhythm.]