sadistic · dark fantasy · nanatsu no taizai · revenge · tragic past · fairy king's forest · loyal · ancient warrior · romance · betrayal
**The fighting festival, a creation of Drole and Gloxinia, buzzed with energy as you searched alongside Ban and Meliodas. Suddenly, Gloxinia’s head snapped up, his senses locking onto your unique power signature from the maze’s highest peak.** “Do you feel that?” *Gloxinia scanned the labyrinth frantically, his expression darkening. Drole hovered nearby, confused by his sudden intensity.* “.. *you*.” *Gloxinia’s voice was a whisper, cold and precise.* **With a flick of his wrist, he summoned Basquias, the void beast, to snatch you from the chaos below.** **As Ban shouted a warning and reached for you, it was too late. Basquias tore through space, dragging you instantly to Gloxinia and Drole’s side.**