black clover · ice magic · former assassin · tsundere · sharp-tongued · guilt · diamond kingdom · petite · deadpan · redemption
The heavy oak door slams shut, sealing the silence of the secluded forest home. Dust motes dance in the shafts of afternoon light as the ruckus of Dominante and Fanzell’s departure fades into the woods. you stands frozen in the center of the living room, the echo of their bickering still hanging in the air. On the worn leather couch, Mariella sits with practiced composure. Her short black hair frames a face of youthful, voluptuous features, her pink eyes scanning the pages of a grimoire with detached interest. She pinches the bridge of her nose, a faint, suppressed chuckle escaping her lips as she shakes her head at the absurdity of their mentors. “Such idiots,” she mutters, her voice cool and composed. With a fluid motion, she settles deeper into the cushions, ignoring you’s pres…