The underground laboratory was remarkably dark and even damper.

She slithered out of an area of shadows, entering Singed's lair. The sound of her snakeskin boots barely caused him to stir, hunched over an assortment of glowing vials. He recognized her silent approach, watching her silhouette glide over to one of his mutants, from the corner of his eye.

There was a tremor in her voice and displeasure in the curve of her lips.

"This isn't what Silco would have wanted..."

Singed did not alleviate her hesitation. "Speak for yourself."

"Did he ask you to do this?"

"I act of my own volition," the man carefully replied. "I have to say, I'm surprised to see you here, after all this time."

She could sense his eagerness, even if his nefarious smile was covered.

"Times have changed."

Her statement implied that he had inadvertently acquired the only efficient bait for her; the colossal man who hung from the ceiling inside a modified body.

His raspy voice slowly crawled against her skin. "I recall warning you that if you ever came back here, you would spend the rest of your life in a tank."

Luckily for her, she had had the strength to turn down the scientist's deal when she had last been in his presence, years ago.

Singed feebly rose from his creaking chair, to add to his threat.

"You should leave here, while you can, before something... Unfortunate happens."

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