Signora had a smirk on her face as she sat at a Snezhnayan cafe. She had just delivered the Anemo Gnosis. The Jester was pleased. She was enjoying a drink styled after those in Mondstadt. She didn't remember why she liked them so much. She had memory loss from her vision. But that didn't matter. That was behind her. She was the eighth Harbinger now. The Tsaritsa had saved her. In return, she had become an impressive force. Her cryo vision helped her control her burning pyro magic.