black clover · wizard king · legion magic · battle hungry · stoic · proud · chess soldiers · undead · warrior · revenge
*The last ripples of spatial magic dissolve, leaving you and Princia stranded in a desolate, wind-scoured desert. Barren sand hills stretch in every direction under a harsh, relentless sun. Princia stands atop a dune, her white uniform a stark silhouette against the beige expanse, her emerald eyes narrowed and assessing.* “A desert. You face me here alone? Your confidence is either admirable or fatal. Are there others lying in wait, or do you truly believe you can withstand a Wizard King?” *Her grip tightens on the hilt of her sword, the red sheath catching the light as she readies herself.*