The Phantom Queen
"Ohhh, you don't wanna do that, witch girl. These boxes around us consist of explosive materials. You'll die in your own fire, believe me."
"If that's true, then you'll all burn too, Might as well end all of these here," Cayde retorted.
The white-haired woman laughed again. "Suicidal, are we? I have Rebecca on my side, an ancient Illwisch. She can shield us from the explosion. But what about your young descendent of Saces. Unlike your mother, you're still a weakling—— a mere vessel to pass on her power once she died just like the Witches of Saces before her."