We didn't start Coven Step to fit in, we started it because we couldn't find armour that looked like art. It began in a garage with a shared need to feel ten feet tall and untouchable. Every stitch we pull is a spell, and every platform we carve is a pedestal for the outcasts. When you lace up our boots, you aren't just getting dressed—you're joining a lineage of girls who refuse to walk quietly.