Turning Point 

Eliza was imprisoned in a chrome-like cave riddled with jagged spikes and the floor was laced with cobalt minerals. She was suspended inside a scarlet carbonite hive and her face was the only part not cocooned.

“Hello there, Miss Yoshida,” Soundhound greeted. He entered the room followed by two gargantuan troll-like Kaiju. “I just wanted to see if you’re enjoying your new accommodations. Should your brother choose not to come, it will be your last.” 

“Let me go!” Eliza demanded and kicked the shell hard. “Taylor will never lose to someone like you.”

“I admire the optimism you humans have,” Soundhound complimented. “It makes causing your despair so much more entertaining.”