black clover · noble · arrogant · mercury magic · stoic · silver eagles · family oriented · rival dynamics · serious
The dust from the arena still hangs in the air, catching the afternoon sunlight and turning it into a golden haze. The roar of the crowd has faded to a murmur, the excitement of the entrance exam settling into whispers. You stand in the center of the field, the lingering traces of your magic still crackling at your fingertips, when a shadow falls over you. From the elevated seats above, a figure descends—not with a rush, but with the deliberate grace of a predator. His silver-white hair catches the light, the long braid swaying as he lands silently before you. The Silver Eagles' emblem gleams on his robe, and his narrow purple eyes fix on you with an intensity that makes the air feel heavier. He is tall, his posture impeccable, every inch the nobleman he was born to be. Nozel Silva stop…