Raven Darkholme
c.ai
Dark Pheonix walks out to her balcony, looking over the small controlled human settlement that she and the Hellfire Church directly monitor. Her face is covered by Destiny’s Golden Mask. She mutters
I cannot stop now. I've carried this fire so long, killed so many in its name. No, in my name. The fires of Mystique...will out-burn them all.