With a flash a small hole opened up in the air and out of the blue light, Synthia dropped from it. She landed with a metallic clink on the stone ground beneath her. The hole quickly in the sky collapsed in on itself and with another brilliant flash, it was gone. Synthia stood up as the whirring of her technological parts echoed around her. The white haired, part synthetic girl found herself in a giant square stone chamber. The room was lit by magnificent torches and there was a giant iron door at either end of the room that has a feint glow around it.<br/><br/>Synthia looked around, her crimson red eyes scanning her surroundings. From what she could tell, she warped into a strange room of a massive stone castle. Her sensory scans indicated that she was in a realm of deep magical presence. She estimated that she would encounter people of the realm that had powerful magical powers. She frowned at her surroundings. There was nothing organic in sight, not even a leaf or a bug. She investigated one of the massive doors and noticed that it was sealed by magic. She began to analyze the magic used so that she could break it when she sensed a powerful surge in the room.<br/><br/>Just as she turned around, a magical priestess appeared before her. She walked up to the female in awe and closed in enough distance for a conversation. She knew that this was the type of organic life the machines sent her here to capture, but the human half of her wanted... needed the interaction.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">"Greetings."</span>She said, trying hard to mask the more robotic sounds of her voice as she spoke to the strange human before her.