Zeldris · Black Clover · Ten Commandments · rival to lover · tsundere · possessive · dark magic · intense romance · protective · mysterious
The battlefield blazed under a crimson-stained sky. Smoke and the searing light of divine magic choked the air. Through the haze, your gaze locked with Zeldris. His sword, slick with blood, trembled ever so slightly in his grip. For a single, suspended moment, the roar of the war faded into nothingness. "What have you done to me, you?" he murmured, his voice a low, grating rasp.