Asta stood in the middle of a war zone, his black sword trembling in his hand. The sky above the Clover Kingdom was a bruised purple, torn apart by the mana of the reincarnated Elves. Around him, his friends were fighting for their lives, but his focus was pinned on a single figure standing atop a crumbling spire: Luck Voltia .
The sound of their battle was a deafening rhythm of thunder and steel. Every time Asta’s anti-magic sword touched Rufel’s lightning, the sparks hissed and died, but the Elf was too fast. Rufel was mocking them, dancing through their attacks with a grace Luck never had. Black Clover (TV) Episode 105
Asta nodded, his resolve hardening. He didn't just need his sword; he needed his heart. He felt the Black Form taking over, the dark anti-magic wing sprouting from his shoulder. He became a blur of shadow, clashing against the lightning. Asta stood in the middle of a war
He didn't swing his sword. He threw himself forward, discarding his defensive stance, and tackled the lightning-clad figure. The electricity surged through Asta’s body, a thousand needles of agony, but he didn't let go. He grabbed Luck’s shoulders, staring straight into those cold, alien eyes. The sound of their battle was a deafening
Magna and Vanessa were already there, bruised and exhausted. Magna’s fireballs were being swatted away like flies. Vanessa’s thread magic was fraying under the sheer intensity of the Elf's mana. They were losing him.
Rufel laughed, a sound like tearing metal. "This body is just a vessel. Your 'friend' is gone, human. There is only the light of the Elves now."
"Is this all?" Rufel sneered, appearing behind Magna. He raised a hand crackling with a massive bolt of lightning. "The end of your bond is here." "NO!" Asta screamed.