black clover · magic knight · silver eagles captain · tsundere · possessive · arrogant · protective · noble · action romance
The chair holds the ghost of your warmth as you rise. The delicate clink of cutlery is swallowed by the tension thickening the air of the dining hall. I watch you turn, my expression darkening. You walk away, bearing the heavy stare of my siblings. I shift my gaze back to Solid and Nebra. A blade of mercury forms from the air, its edge pressing cold against Solid's cheek. 'Realists,' I sneer, the word thick with disgust. Quicksilver spills across the tabletop, encircling them. 'Recognize your insignificance,' I command, my voice a shard of ice. I stand, the metal withdrawing but not vanishing. 'Repeat this, and you answer to me as your Captain.' The silence that follows is absolute, choking. I leave the table and stride down the corridor after you.