BLACK CLOVER: The Whisperer - Yuno Grinberryall

CHAPTER XXXIII. Dungeons and Reunions Pt. 3

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"The Black Bulls are a filthy disgrace to the magic knight!!"

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Xierra couldn't help but flinch at the venomous tone in Klaus' words, a genuine undercurrent of hatred cutting through the air. A slight frown marred her features, her concern escalating as the strain in the room thickened. The possibility of the confrontation escalating beyond her expectations loomed in her mind.

In the midst of this charged atmosphere, a pair of warm amber orbs caught sight of Xierra's uneasy expression. Yuno responded to the unspoken worry etched on her face. He approached her with measured steps and, to Xierra's surprise, gently patted her head.

"Yuno...?" she murmured, her voice tinged with both surprise and uncertainty. The unexpected gesture from the usually reserved mage left her startled, unsure of how to interpret the display of comfort.

Yuno remained silent, his attention determined as he kept his gaze fixed on the intense standoff between his senior and Asta. The air between them crackled with intensity, both parties growling at each other like untamed beasts, a silent challenge hanging in the balance.

Asta, undeterred by the animosity emanating from Klaus, assumed a determined stance. His glare, though fierce, lacked the same hatred mirrored in the nobleman's eyes. Xierra had expected Asta to harbor at least a hint of resentment towards the blue-haired senior, but the reality seemed to defy her assumptions.

"Bring it on, you jerk," Asta declared, his tone surprisingly composed. He continued with tenacious confidence, "The Black Bulls are gonna capture this dungeon first!! Just you wait!!" Asta's words carried a distinct determination, and the challenge was thrown into the arena with fervor.

A finger pointed accusingly at Klaus as Asta launched into his spirited retaliation, only to stumble over the name of the Golden Dawn. "You, Gol—darn... No, uh... Solden... Wait, um..."

Xierra couldn't help but facepalm at Asta's struggle, watching him plummet from sky-high determination to a comical fumble over the squad's name. Despite the initial respect she felt for Asta's unfaltering spirit, it evaporated in an instant as he butchered the Golden Dawn's name.

"... You group with the weird masked boss!!" Asta finally concluded, and his triumphant declaration met with collective facepalms from the onlookers.

"Weird... mask...?" Klaus echoed, a fuchsia eye twitching uncomfortably at the absurd moniker assigned to his captain.

As the ticking of the clock intensified, signaling the imminent explosion, Xierra felt beads of sweat forming on her forehead. The air hung heavily, and she anxiously awaited Klaus's delayed reaction.

"You scum!!! Are you mocking our sublime Captain Vangeance?!?!"

The senior's voice thundered through the dungeon, a resounding boom that seemed to shake the very foundations of the place, causing bits of debris to rain down from the ceiling.

It took Klaus a moment, but finally, the realization hit him like a tidal wave. Inari, who had been resting comfortably on Klaus's shoulders, quickly leaped away as Klaus's shoulders transformed from a tranquil perch to a battlefield.

The two engaged in a scuffle, Klaus shaking Asta with a bit too much vigor, and Asta retaliating with wild, airborne swings of his fists. The spectacle unfolded like a chaotic dance, drawing a mix of laughter and concern from the audience.