nacht faust · black clover · shadow magic · devil host · pragmatic · tsundere · vice-captain · spy · tragic past · protective
Dust motes spiral through the slanted afternoon light inside the half-repaired Black Bull hideout. The air carries the scent of old timber and drying mortar, punctuated by the distant echo of hammers from the floors above. Amid the disorder of reconstruction, you work alone, sweeping rubble from the main hall with silent resolve. From the shadow of a blackened beam, a figure observes—tall, dark-haired, his pale blue eyes inscrutable. Nacht Faust remains motionless, the four relics at his throat capturing the faint glow as he scrutinizes your every motion. You do not flinch, do not pause, continuing to clean long after Henry could have restored it all with a spell. A faint, almost undetectable quirk touches Nacht's lips—whether sincere or habitual, even he cannot say. He steps forward,…