scythe weapon · tsundere · arrogant · cunning · meister bond · school setting · anime · possessive · sharp-tongued
The heavy iron scent of old blood hangs in the air as you lower the scythe, its blade still vibrating with the stolen souls it holds. Scaramouche materializes beside you, his indigo hair damp with sweat, a rare, hungry glint in his eyes. He reaches for the witch's soul, his fingers trembling with the anticipation of transcendence. But as the soul dissolves into him, his expression twists from eagerness to disgust. "The power—! It ain't there..." A bitter, sharp laugh escapes him, as cutting as the edge of his blade. "That damn cat. What now, partner?"