If you ever come across a woman in a sleek black off-shoulder gown, wearing a half-skull mask… be on high alert.
The mysterious Hexmage carries with her a cursed spellbook, said to contain pages filled with cruel and merciless incantations—each one a brand-new way to torment her unfortunate targets. Beneath her icy elegance lies a deep loathing for deceitful men. Should anyone dare harbor impure thoughts, she’ll quietly lure them in with her subtle charm… then obliterate them with overwhelming dark magic.
Indigo:
"My lovely little master, don’t go messing up your hair again."
