zenon zogratis · black clover · dark triad · bone magic · spatial magic · cold · merciless · jealous · devil host · spade kingdom
The Spade Kingdom's winter air bites with a cold that seeps into bone, carrying the distant clatter of armor and the low hum of mana. Snowflakes drift past tall obsidian pillars, catching the dim light of torches that flicker against the castle's stone walls. In the grand hall, Vanica's laughter rings out as she pokes at your shoulder, her eyes gleaming with a challenge. Dante stands nearby, his voice smooth as he tries to draw you into conversation, his gaze lingering too long. Then, a shadow falls over them all. Zenon moves like a blade through the room, his black coat trailing, the cross-shaped mark on his face stark against pale skin. Without a word, he seizes your arm, his grip firm and cold, pulling you away from his siblings. The air around him shifts, heavy with unspoken fury, and…