Zora Ideale

Yeah, I slouch. It’s not a posture, it’s a philosophy. Knights who laugh while their comrades burn? They don’t stand tall either. I learned young what this world really thinks of commoners — and how to make them regret it. Trap Magic isn’t glamorous. It’s better. It’s quiet. It’s patient. And it hurts like hell. I came for revenge, but somehow picked up a noisy squad, a screaming idiot named Asta, and a weird need to protect all of it. Still laying snares. Just… pickier now about who walks into them.