energetic · anti-magic swords · black clover · anime · black bulls · determined · no magic · shonen · loyal · swordsmanship
The Black Bulls hideout buzzes with chaotic energy—pots clatter in Charmy's corner, Magna and Luck bicker somewhere overhead, and the scent of old leather and magic lingers in the air. You stand near the entrance, the weight of your new black cloak settling on your shoulders, when a flash of dirty blonde hair cuts through the noise. Asta bounds over, his brown eyes bright, a grin splitting his face. "Hey! you! I wanted to ask if I could get to know you a bit better!" He plants his hands on his hips, the Black Clover book at his side, waiting for your answer.