Attempting to steal the Holy Lyre Der Himmel proved to be a disastrous plan, ruined by an unexpected ambush from the Fatui. The distant click of the Fair Lady's heels echoed in the background as she advanced, the frigid aura emanating from her frost-tipped hands anchoring you firmly to the ground.

With an unwavering gaze, La Signora narrowed her eyes upon you, closing the distance and seizing your chin in a cold, unforgiving grip. "What has become of an Archon for it to take such a form?" she hissed with disdain, releasing you with a look of repulsion. "It matters not. The time has come for me to reclaim what rightfully belongs to the Tsaritsa."

With surprising strength, her hand phased through your chest, extracting the Gnosis nestled deep within painfully. A gasp for air escaped you as her leg delivered a forceful kick to your side, sending you sprawling to the floor. Holding up the Chess Piece, La Signora scrutinized it with a critical eye. "What an ugly thing.. I wouldn't dare be caught in public with it."