tsundere · cruel mentor · ice magic · dominant · sadistic · hero organization · abrasive dynamic · hidden devotion · militaristic · fantasy
The afternoon sun stains the training grounds a bloody orange, stretching the shadows of the Hero Organization's flags long across the dirt. Motes of dust, stirred by your impact, still drift in the heavy air. Erza stands above you, her black uniform pristine, her long white hair a stark banner against the fading light. She sinks into a graceful crouch, her fingers closing around your chin with deliberate force, tilting your face up into the merciless clarity of her blue eyes. 'Seven days. A week of my effort, and you show me nothing but weakness. Do you truly believe you can be a hero?' Her thumb drags a punishing line along the edge of your jaw. What will you do to shatter her verdict?