Narrator: Within the Clover's fifth leaf, there lives the devil. Asta, born into this world without the ability to harness mana, was granted the mysterious and powerful ability called Anti-Magic from his five leaf grimoire, the talent to cancel or otherwise nullify all spells or attacks targeting him. Unfortunately-

Silhouettes of the Dark Triad's Vanica, Dante and Zenon are all shown with a brilliantly flaming tree of sorts behind them.

Narrator: The members of the Spade Kingdom's Dark Triad all possess powers granted to them by devils from the underworld and use them to launch a heinous invasion on their neighboring countries of Clover, Heart and Diamond. Gaining the strength from belief in himself and from the support of his friends-

Visuals of all the major players from Yuno, Tyrus and Noelle, and all nine of the Magic Knights Captain are displayed behind Asta as he races toward the Dark Triad and a malicious giant presence, riding on the Demon Slayer Sword.

Narrator: Asta continues to fight hard and passionately for the safety of this world.

Loropechika: ARE YOU READY, UNDINE!?

Undine: Yes, of course, Loropechika.

The Heart Kingdom, ruled by the charismatic and bubbly Loropechika, had been under siege by the Dark Triad and their Dark Disciples, all of which wielded the power of devils..... leading this vicious attack was none other than Vanica, one of the members of the Dark Triad who had been possessed by the Devil Megicula responsible for cursing Loropechika but also for the murders of Noelle's mother Acier Silva and Tyrus's father, Vergil Hail.

Meanwhile, after relocating to the neutral zone that separated the Clover and Spade Kingdoms, the Black Bulls found themselves confronted Vanica's brother and fellow Dark Triad member Dante, another member of this sadistic and evil trio.

Asta: No way... Spade's attacking us? I thought we'd have more time at least another day or two!

Vanessa: This guy is the one making us float like this?

Grey: And by himself?

Vanessa: Now, Rouge! Let this intruder have it!

Rouge: Mrroooooww!

Dante: Oh? Well now-

Henry: HERE.... WE.... GOOOOOO! Recombination Magic, The Raging Black Bull!

Gauche: If it's a battle that the guy's seeking, then he came to right place for one! I'll give you what you want, Spade bastard! GO, LARGE REFLECT REFRAINNN!

Henry: MANA ROCKET PUNCH!

Even with Vanessa's spell, Asta's Anti-Magic and Gauche's Mirror Magic defending the base momentarily, they found Dante's Gravity Magic to be absolutely overwhelming in the face of their own.

Dante: Very well... we'll do things your way.

Asta: No... what're you doing?! Keep them outta this!

Dante: Little Fool.... perhaps you'll be more driven to fight all out, if I appeal to your fickle human emotion.

Asta: No... STOP, DON'T DO IT!

Vanessa: OH NO, GAUCHE!

Grey: HE HURT GAUCHE!

Gauche found himself dealt a mortal and devastating blow to the abdomen and Asta's hatred and rage towards Dante went berserk, giving him untold power and at long last.... He landed a hit on the Dark Triad member.

Dante: Incredible... he actually predicted where I was going to show up next. Interesting....

This is all before he realizes a slash growing across his cheek and blood spurting out.

Asta: OHHHHHHHHHHH RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Dante: It seems you've left quite the small scratch on my face.... you'll regret that, my friend.

Dante: Normally I'd hate sullying my hands in worldly fights and manners.... But now? I will do away with you in the painful of ways.

He continued dodging the frenzied and panic pace the manic Black Asta was giving to him, clearly peeved that Asta, a possessor of a lowly-ranked devil compared to him had somehow landed a blow onto his face and this wound was the trigger Dante Zogratis all but needed.

Dante: Gravity Magic, Heavy Infighting!

And with a gust of air, he swung heavily punching Asta so hard that the Black Bulls' neck nearly snapped from the initial impact alone.

Asta: GAHHHHH!

Dante: I don't know what's come over me, but what I do know is that I have the insatiable urge to utterly annihilate and beat you to a pulp boy, and with my own two fists.

Asta: RAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Asta continued swinging his sword like a maniac, never caring his face took heavy blow after heavy blow as he screamed like a wounded animal, but there was only so much bravado it would do him in his hatred-driven state. Meanwhile Grey continued to pray for Gauche's wellbeing but despite his stubborness, the Sister Complex's breathing continually slowed every minute or so. Daring not to touch the sword impaling the ex-convict and nobleman's abdomen, she wept violently.

Grey: Gauche... Please don't die! You can't die, you have to live.... not just for us, not just for Marie but for- for- just please don't die on us!

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(Some Years Ago... Long Before Grey Joined the Black Bulls...)

Woman: HOW DARE YOU.... YOU SHOW YOURSELF OFF LIKE THAT?! AND IN FRONT OF ME, NO LESS?! YOU UGLY AND PATHETIC CREATURE!

Grey had been suffering a lot of abuse.... and for what reason, we will truly never know. But the amount of it made a certain royal's trauma seem like run of the mill bullying. But that's for another time, Grey had incurred the wrath of one of three women she feared the most in her life. Her own stepmother. Whatever Grey did, it set off yet another trigger within her step-family as she kicked over a bucket-full of dust, catching the shy and anti-social Grey in a coughing fit, not even caring if her eyes or nose were irritated.

Grey's Stepmother: Honestly you're such a waste of space! Meanwhile my daughters are the epitome of perfection, grace and beauty! But you Grey, it's like you choose to be such a plain and gloomy little wretch.

Grey's Stepsister: Awww, look at this Sister! Grey angered Mother again!

Grey's Other Stepsister: What else is new? Why don't you make yourself useful and get back to cleaning? Oh and don't forget to take care of the dishes and all of our laundry too. You have to be good at something, at least have some value in your meaningless existence!

Grey: I'm trying!

Grey's second step-sibling kept twisting the knife, remarking at the future Magic Knight's less than desirable appearance at that current moment.

Other Stepsister: You're covered in nothing but soot, how disgusting! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Then again your name is Grey so it's quite ironic yet fitting for you to be this dusty.

Stepsister: Induitably, it really does fit Grey, doesn't it? Get even dustier to the point where we can't see you, just disappear why don't you? To cover up how embarrassingly horrendous you look!

Other Stepsister: It'll be better if you walk around covered in soot in all of the time!

Another instance of abuse and favoritism pops in Grey's mind.... this time correlating to the day the Stepsisters put on a show for their mother with their combined Flame Magic....

Stepsisters: Mother! Quickly, take a look!

Stepmother: My darlings, that spell is so beautiful! I wonder if you could create anything else out of your flames, but it's radiant just like the two of you!

Grey had been poking her head in, just enough to see her step-siblings and step-mother remarking at their innate talent and that was the thing, Grey despite all of the horrid things they would say about her, or the abuse she suffered at the hands of the trio never once felt the need to exact revenge or had hatred in her heart but never understood why they acted that way towards her.

Grey: N-Next year, I'll be able to do that too!

She peered closer through the hole she made through with the creak in the door but this would prove to be a massive mistake as even it was purely unintentional... she felt six eyes burning into her after the clanging of her broom was heard hitting the ground.

Grey: W-W-Wait this isn't what it looks like, I swear!

Stepsister: What do you think you're doing, who gave you permission to spy on us, Ugly Girl?!

Stepsister: Oh I get it, I bet Grey is just jealous of all the beautiful magic we can do! She's so brutally hideous, she could only dream of pulling off that dream off!

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Stepmother: Grey, a laggard like you will never, EVER be capable of wielding high-end magic that's useful, let alone it being beautiful! STICK TO YOUR DAMN CHORES, AM I UNDERSTOOD!

Grey: I- uh... Yes, Ma'am.

Another memory came racing in, this time it was the day Grey had at long last dreamed of. She had finally received her grimoire, and having disguised herself and making a break for the nearby Grimoire Tower for the acceptance ceremony, she returned with a sparkling blue three-leaf grimoire, coming back to her house and begin training with it....

Grey: I have nothing.... And I'll always get yelled at for being a failure..... But maybe- just maybe if I can work as hard as I can.... maybe my Stepmother and Stepsisters will finally accept me for who I am....

But her hopes as she would find out would soon be smashed into a billion pieces.

Stepsister: So, you've been sneaking around the house, shirking your chores and practicing your magic? Tell us this, have you at least learned any halfway decent spells?

Stepsister: It's been what, a good five years since you even got your grimoires, that's enough time wouldn't you say? Even a lame and ugly duckling like yourself should have learned something by now.

They continued to taunt Grey, egging her on to show them a spell worthwhile so they could get back to bullying her and doing the bare minimum to earn their mother's favor just by simply existing.

Stepsister: Hahaha! I'm sure it'll be ugly and embarrassing just like you are but do give it your best.

POOOOF!

Following an explosion of clouds usually associated with Grey, the Stepsisters are astonished, downright stunned to find Grey imitating their appearance right down to their usual hairstyles!

Grey: Now... I can be more like you two.

But as you could imagine with egos as fragile as her twin step-siblings.... this didn't fly over so well with them.

HOW DARE DO YOU TRY TO IMITATE US, GREY?!

Summoning twin fireballs, they cock back and get ready to launch them but after Grey falls, they take the time to berate her even more before administering their brand of physical punishment.

Stepsister: GET THIS THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL, WE WERE THE ONES BLESSED WITH THESE BEAUTIFUL AND GORGEOUS FACES BY OUR MOTHER, YOU HAVE NO DAMN RIGHT TO RIP US OR HER OFF THAT WAY!

Stepsister: CHANGE YOURSELF BACK THIS INSTANT, NOW!

Grey: I'm sorry... I really am. But I haven't quite learned how to change back yet.

Hearing this, the sisters do the same thing and actually throw their attack magic at her, just barely missing Grey as she darted out of the house with them hot on her trail!

Stepsister: WE'LL KILL YOU, GET BACK HERE!

Stepsister: REPULSIVE IDIOT!

Grey: I finally learned a spell but even my newfound magic wasn't enough to fix things! If I go back home like this.... who knows what the three of them will do to me? But then again... am I really capable of living on my own right now?

And she in quick succession got her answer.....

Bandit: Well, well, well... what do we have here, boys? It's one of them pretty young things from that Whiteley family down the lane!

A gang of bandits stop the transformed Grey mistaking her as a member of her largely affluenced family.... but then again... a nice piece of ass was a nice piece of ass regardless of how people came across in the Clover Kingdom.

Bandit: You're all alone out here? We're just a group of starving bandits outchea.... do you have anything you could spare to three starvin' souls, lady?

Grey: I'm- terribly sorry but I don't have any money on my person. So I'm afraid there's nothing I can do for you right now.

Bandit: Well maybe you can't but you see... your family has plenty. How 'bout we just take you and hold you for ransom?

Grey: OH NO, I'M HELPLESS!

Bandit: Come on don't just stand there, let's grab her ass!

Grey: No, no, no!

Suddenly just as the bandits walk down the transformed Grey, mirrors of all shapes and sizes appear all over the forest and not even two seconds, the bandits all fall down with heavy thuds and groaning ensuing..... leading to Grey finding a couple of familiar faces.

Marie: Nice lady, are you hurt?

Grey: I'm fine, I really should thank you so much!

Gauche: Blech, don't get the wrong idea. I was only doing it because I want my sister to see the good side of me. She's the only reason I ever bothered saving your worthless ass. ISN'T SHE THE MOST ADORABLE THING?! GOOD GIRL! YOU REALLY ARE AN ANGEL, MY SWEET MARIE!

Marie: Thank you for helping her, Big Brother.

Gauche: Of course! I would do anything for you, Marie!

Grey looked at the former birthright members of the Noble House Adlai and blushed at the sight of overaffection Gauche was giving to Marie.... and wondered why it was so difficult for her step-siblings to act that way.

Grey: I didn't know siblings could be that close.... That's nice... I wish I could have had that with my stepsisters.

Gauche: Hey, Mopey Girl? What the hell are you even doing out here alone this late at night?

Grey: Oh! Well I, the truth is...

Marie: You should probably get back home, now don't you think, ma'am?

Gauche then notices the stranger tensing up and he suddenly realizes...

Gauche: Lemme guess, you ran away from home too, yeah? Let me say this, if you did it for something blatantly stupid, you might as well turn around. Trust me, you'll never survive in this rotten ass world, take it from my sister and I. If you don't have the resolve, you're setting yourself up for failure or death. That is if you don't fight tooth and nail for the ideal life you're seeking out.

We fast forward back to the real-time events and Grey continues to cry over Gauche's prone and devastated body, the ex-nobleman's blood wound only growing wider with each exasperated breathe he exudes....

Grey: Gauche probably didn't realize it that night... Up until then.... I essentially had nothing... but his words... that's exactly what I needed to hear! Not long after that....

Yami: BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH! You know what? I fucking like you, come join my crew!

Grey: FSHHHHHHEEEEEEWWWW!

Vanessa: What're you standing around for newbie? Make yourself at home, you're one of us, aren't you? Come have a drink with your big sister Vanessa! Yo Gauche, think you could be a little more sociable?

Gauche: No, Vanessa! Now leave me alone, I'm far too deep in burning the image of my darling little baby sister into my core memory banks!

Vanessa: Oh come on now. I'm sure Marie would tell you to knock back a few for her. Is she the only thing that interests you?

Gauche: OF COURSE SHE IS, WHY EVEN ASK A DUMBASS QUESTION LIKE THAT?! MY MARIE IS PERFECT!

Vanessa: Yeah, yeah. She's adorable we get it, Sister Lover.

Gauche would then do his signature putting the picture of Marie into the Monster Grey's face.

Gauche: SHE'S AN ANGEL!

Grey: FSHEEEEEEEWWWWW! I was able to see you again, Gauche! Maybe I'm going overboard by calling this fate.... But it was you who led me to the Black Bulls, Gauche.... the place I belong.

I DON'T WANNA LOSE A SINGLE ONE OF MY DEAR FRIENDS!

She remembers the whole elves saga, when she, Henry, Gordon, Asta and Tyrus fought back to bring Gauche and Marie back..... and then ensuing chaos.

Grey: You gave me a reason to keep on living and marching forward.... and...

Gauche: No matter what you look like... you're still you Grey.

Grey: Because of you..... I found friends that I could trust like.... like family!

Gauche: Kff..... kfff....

Grey: I want to save... no! I need to save you! And it's embarrassing.... BUT I WANT YOU TO LOOK AT ME MORE!

Seemingly confessing how she felt for Gauche Adlai, Grey put her hands out to Gauche's grevious gut wound as it steadily bled more and more.... but it soon stopped.

Grey: BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO SEE HOW STRONG I'VE BECOME!

And then out of nowhere.... the sword of Dante's maniacal and horrendous output that had once skewered Gauche had phased out, disappearing with her touch.....

Vanessa: Grey? What did you just do?

Dante: Ahhhhhh.... most interesting.

Vanessa: Incredible... she- she sealed Gauche's wound like it was child's play! I had no idea her Transformation Magic was capable of something like that! What is this spell of hers? Hey Grey, not that I want to disturb you, but how did you-

BOOOOOOOM!

Vanessa, hearing a loud explosion looks in the distance and at the slightest second finds Asta greeting the hard ground with his face, with the Demon-Slayer and Demon-Dweller swords falling precariously to the left of him.

Vanessa: Oh no, ASTA!

Dante: Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Magnificent, wonderful, how sublime! YET ANOTHER ARCANE STAGE FIGHTER THAT YAMI SUKEHIRO HAD IN HIS RANKS! Both of your abilities are going to rot in a place such as this. It's been decided then, both of you will be my women from now on!

The sadistic usurper motions his arms to grab at both Grey and Vanessa but a dark and insidious power breached the battlefield, separating Dante from the two female Black Bulls who were tending to the wounded Gauche.

Yami: Hey, Asshole! That's my squad you're trying to claim for yer sick purpose..... so keep yer fuckin' mitts off of them. Please and Thank You.

Grey and Vanessa: Captain!

Dante: Well now based off of the grand entrance, I take it that you're Yami Sukehiro.

Yami: And I take it you're one of those nifty little devil-possessed from Spade. But see I don't really give a damn, an oven or nicely crafted porcelain toilet with drizzling shits who you are. You came after my squad while I wasn't here, and that's a violation of my Creed. So whoever the fuck you are, get ready because I'm about to slaughter your punk ass.

He takes a look between the crumpled remains of the Black Bulls hideout, Gauche now healed but by this point unconscious and Asta who had too been knocked out by Dante. But he found himself with even more anger when Dante simply dismissed the chaos he caused and chuckled in the face of impending danger.

Dante: Haha. I like your malice, Yami Sukehiro. However, it goes without saying, you're not only out of your league but you're also out of line making loose ended threats such as those.

Yami: NGHHHHHH!

Dante: Gravity Magic, Presence of the Demon King!

Finral: No way! I can barely and I can't control my portal, WHOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAA!

They go falling due to the immense gravity shift, Finral's portal becoming undone but he's saved from an untimely death via blunt force trauma when Yami grabs him by his robe and continues to endure the shocking strength of one Dante Zogratis.

Dante: OH? So you're refusing to genuflect before my power? How very bold of you, Yami Sukehiro!

Yami: Ha! I've learned a lot over these past six months preparing for your bitch ass....

Time... to try it out!

Yami: Mana Zone.... and Black Hole... let's do the damn thing.

And just by barely moving, Dante's overwhelming control of the battlefield became undone itself, shocking the False King...... when an artificial moon springs up.

Yami: Dark Magic, Black Moon.

Dante: Ha...... interesting, most perplexing! It seems any and all of my magic within that area Yami and that other whelp are in is being erased completely.... so this is Dark Magic hard at work, is it not? Very well, let's see how you can handle this boulder. I'll send it flying at you with only the fastest speed and crush you with its inertia alone! Show me what you are capable of, Yami!

Yami: Gladly! Dark Magic, Dark Cloaked, Dimension Slash!

And just like the first time he used it, he cleanly slices the boulder down the middle, leaving nothing but debris in its wake....

Dante: Incredible, this mere mortal can cut through space? Impressive Yami Sukehiro. Your Dark Magic is the precise reason why I've been looking for you or someone comparable to your strength.

He takes yet another boulder this time, crushing and refining it into a massive sword, its likeness very similar to the one that impaled Gauche mere minutes ago.

Dante: Gravity Magic, Heavy Infighting Gladiator!

Not even giving the sword time fully to develop, he yanks it and darts after Yami!

Yami: Shit, he's fast!

Dante: HAAAAA!

Yami avoids his slash, using Mana Zone to walk on the air as he then brandished his katana in an attacking manner but Dante avoided the slash altogether. The two continued to avoid the other's attacks soon clashing swords and ideals together with Yami eager to get his lick back for Gauche and the trauma Vanessa and Grey were undoubtedly put through.

Yami: I'm using Mana Zone and figuring out this fuckin' creep's next moves all by reading his ki. He's not even on Julius's level. But.... he can control the speed of his sword and the gravity around us!

Dante: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YES, I KNEW I WAS RIGHT ABOUT YOU, YAMI SUKEHIRO!

Yami: Get the fuck away from me! Have you been stalking me or somethin', you weird ass fucker?! Because lemme tell you, you're startin' to creep me out somethin' majorly fierce!

Dante: Stalking? Well, you are the one I am after, so I suppose you can call it stalking, Yami!

Yami: Look here, buddy! It's gonna be real hard for me to take that as a compliment considering all of the bullshit you've been pulling with my squad. ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S COMING FROM THE LIKES OF YOU-

Dante: YOU MY DEAR ARCANE-STAGE LEVEL PREY ARE THE KEY THAT CONNECTS THIS PATHETIC AND FEEBLE WORLD TO THAT OF THE UNDERWORLD!

His revelation hits Yami like a couple of high impact magics from a distance by fellow squad captains.

Yami: Underworld?! TAKE YOUR CREEPY ASS BULLSHIT AND SHOVE IT RIGHT WHERE THE SUN DOESN'T SHINE, DARK TRIAD!

Dante: My, my. Such a shame, and here I thought you were going to come with me willingly. I wasn't expecting THE Yami Sukehiro to be this vulgar and shabby in person.

Yami: SAY THAT GOOFY SHIT AGAIN!

He sloppily slashes, missing Dante by a country mile who simply phased out of the radius of the slashing blade as he taunts the foreigner from the distant Land of the Sun, all the while Dante continued to teleport all over the battlefield.

Dante: I mean how in the world did a lazy slob like you manage to recruit so many talented warriors into his squad? I must know the answer. I've never known what it was like to be jealous of a human before, now I truly do.... Many thanks to you, Yami! For drawing out this new level of malice that even I didn't know I had! In the end, it doesn't matter what you do, because you and those beautiful arcane-stage ladies will be coming with me! They will serve my ends and means from now on, not yours!

Vanessa and Grey both shout out to Yami, hoping he would find his guts to win the day.... and it seemed to work because-

Yami: If Vanessa and Grey were "arcane-stage" at any point, then it's the first time I'm hearing about their asses reaching that territory. And another thing, you clown. They ain't here to serve me as you put it, I just brought them onto my squad because I happened to like 'em. Mana Zone, Condense.

He waits and waits for the right moment before Dante teleports behind him, sword drawn in an aggressive fashion.

Dante: AH HA!

But before the attack connected, a loud slashing cutting sound was heard across the field!

Yami: Dark Cloaked, Iai Slash! Sorry to burst your bubble bitch ass boy.... but me and my people aren't goin' anywhere. Not with ya least of all, you damn creeper.

Dante: GAHHHHHHHHH!

(Back in the Heart Kingdom....)

RUNNN AWAY! GET OUT! WE'RE UNDER ATTACK! THE ENEMY'S HERE!

Villager: Here! The queen's water should be quell the fire for the moment!

It hadn't even been a full hour since Vanica and her Dark Disciples snuck their way past the Heart Kingdom's near impenetrable defenses but even the most closed off kingdom was finding out when the invasive Spade Kingdom wanted something or someone, they wouldn't stop until they had their prize and even then, they probably would've kept on carrying on the eradication of their enemies in full. Such as the case with the abudance of the forests being set ablaze by the Dark Disciples. Loropechika and the others watched the horrors unfold from her inner sanctum, helpless to stop the heavy inflow of casualties from steadily increasing.

Loropechika: No.... this cannot be! The latest reports, they suggested Spade wouldn't be here for another day or two! My Spirit Guardians....

In most of the views to her horror, her Spirit Guardians Floga, Sarado, Smurik and Potrof had all been handled rather brutally and easily by the Dark Disciples tasked with killing as many Heart Kingdom natives as they could in a bid to draw out the anger with the monarch and so far they were accomplishing their goal....

Loropechika: I- I- I knew they all had the devil's influence and powers but to have easily defeated all of the Spirit Guardians so easily? They're stronger than I expected all of them to be!

Gaja: This isn't looking too good. I'll go do what I can, Your Majesty. Try to see if I can curb the momentum they don't deserve.

Loropechika: Gaja, no!

But her pleas fall too late and he already darts for the epicenter of chaos within the kingdom....

Loropechika: If the Spirit Guardians don't stand a chance, then everyone else... is doomed to hell!

She turns to the other two ladies and lone male in her lair.

Loropechika: We have to stop Luck, Leopold and the others who just left to provide backup!

Noelle: Loropechika! Don't worry I'm sure they'll be all right.

Tyrus: With all the training we've been for these last six months, these Dark Disciples fuckers won't know what hit 'em upside their heads.

Noelle: Right now, you should be doing everything you can to protect your kingdom. The Queen is absolutely essential not just for protecting her home of Heart but for taking the fight to Spade as well.

Tyrus: Noelle's right. We understand your concern Loropechika, but don't sell Luck, Leo and Selene short by any stretch. Our main focus with you is figuring how we're going to combat Vanica and Megicula. We lose you, we have absolutely no way of coming back from their attack.

Noelle: Just know, we'll protect you no matter what it takes! I don't care how strong they are, I won't let us be beaten, NOT TODAY!

Tyrus: They got a bounty on their heads. I WILL avenge you Father, and the same goes for you Godmother Acier!

While the trio, quartet if you included Undine strategized, the man responsible for brutally defeating the usual man of few words in Smurik had been revealed as a Dark Disciple known by the name Svenkin. Seeing that his opponent was very much alive but not in any way able to provide resistance, he chuckled sadistically while the whimpering weaklings that were Smurik's fellow Heart Kingdom natives ran away.

Svenkin: Ha. Was that supposed to be one of the Heart Kingdom's absolute best attack mages? The fabled elite Spirit Guardians? How disappointing but it shouldn't be all that surprising, I guess. Of course I have way more power than a measly mosquito such as you. And I'm Lady Vanica's right hand man, what else was to be expected of this fight? And I'm boasting a whopping 50 percent of the devil's power, one of the Dark Disciples, none other than the great Svenkin Getard at your service, Heart Kingdom plebians!

He notices a wayward woman running away from the disastorous battlefield with her child and he takes it upon himself to leave no prisoners.

Svenkin: Would you look at this.... it appears I still have some clean-up left to do. Lady Vanica said to leave as many civilians dead as possible.

Child: MOMMY!

Woman: NO, PLEASE STAY BACK!

But before Svenkin could kill both mother and child, a streak of blue races across the terrain and separates the Dark Disciple from his intended quarry.

Svenkin: What's this now?

Revealing the streak to be none other than Luck in the flesh, equipped with Holy Lightning Gloves and Boots and his lightning horns huddled protectively over the traumatized parent and child, he gives them precious few seconds to escape while the Cheery Berserker gave an all too menacing glare to Svenkin.

Svenkin: Wouldja look at that? A cute little kid's come to play savior with me. Hold on... you're not from this Kingdom are you? You should probably get back to running where you came from, little one, this doesn't concern you.

Luck: Hell no.... FIGHT ME!

Luck proceeds to propel and spring off of multiple Mana Rune Circles before he collides with Svenkin, digging the entirety of his right arm into the villain's chest, getting a painful groan in exchange for his hard work. But this is pretty much where Luck's fun ran out.

Luck: Huh?

Svenkin: Your speed is commendable... but you see, it's just not enough there, kid. Say goodbye!

He punches him, sending the Cheery Berserker flying into the air before Luck regains balance and calls out his next spell eager to land another critical blow onto Svenkin.

Luck: Lightning Magic, Thunderbolt Destruction!

But again they have no lasting effect, only Svenkin just cruelly laughing off each attempt.

Svenkin: Nice try there, but with my magic and how it works, I can change the shape of my skin not to mention its hardness! I transform it on as needed basis to nullify the effects of opponents' magic and spells. And with its various capabilities, I can use my body as the ultimate weapon and shield! No matter what you attempt it'll- GUUHHHHH! YOU STAND NO CHANCE IN THIS FIGHT AGAINST ME, ENEMY OF THE GREAT LADY VANICA AND THE DARK TRIAD!

He punches Luck several times over, the force alone bouncing his body like a basketball on a court, all the while Svenkin grinned at his opponent's misfortune and stubborness.

Svenkin: Hahahaha! I'm way into the Zero-Stage with my devil-infused power and at most you're at the measly first stage! Lightning fast or not, you have no possible shot at beating me, kid, do us both a favor and let me just kill you already! That or you can use your speed and run away and let me destroy the Heart Kingdom uninterrupted!

Luck coughs up blood, his face soaked in his own red liquid but it was time like these, the commoner from Yvon craved internal agony.

Luck: And what makes you think I'd be so eager to run away? THIS WHAT I LIKE TO CALL TOO MUCH FUN IN MY BOOKS!

Svenkin: Oh I get it now. You're in the prime of your life, meaning you're otherwise just too brash, young and stupid to know when to give up, is that it, kid?

Luck: What are you doing here, bastard? Why attack the Heart Kingdom and its people?

He sadistically belts out his laugh before praising the woman who gave him his near limitless power.

Svenkin: I'd do anything Lady Vanica asked of me. And if that includes destroying a kingdom that opposes her goals, then so be it, brat. No man could ever hope to best her in combat. And no woman could match her when it comes to power and beauty! She's a true idol, someone that is meant to be worshipped, praised and obeyed at ANY AND ALL TIMES!

Luck: Ah, so you go around hurting people for shits and giggles is that it? Because this Vanica wants you to do it?

Svenkin: That's reason enough for me to do it, and what about you? Why do you choose to protect the Heart Kingdom? For total strangers you're risking your life for, people who don't even hail from your own country?! Just look at you little man, you saved that poor woman and her child and they thanked you by getting you all beat up and bloodied! Some thank you that was you got.

Luck's sarcasm soon turned into laced anger... the time for playing was over and not even his squadmates usually saw this side of the Cheery Berserker. Maybe once before when Langris was about to kill Finral but that was the only time ever.

Luck: Sounds pretty selfish to me that you're out here stealing other people's happiness, hopes and dreams just because some bimbo asked you to do it so you could impress someone.

Asta: You do what you have to, Luck!

Tyrus: But so will we three! YOU ARE OUR COMRADE! OUR BROTHER IN ARMS! AND DAMN IF YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING AT IT ALONE THINK AGAIN! YOU.... ARE OUR FRIEND!

Luck: I'm going to do whatever I gotta do to protect them all. I'll do it Asta and Tyrus, you can believe me on that! Because.... I'm a Magic Knight!

Some time before the Dark Triad Attacks.....

Luck: Hey Gaja! Do you mind showing me how to do that True Lightning Magic that you use?

Gaja: Well Luck, it is as the name suggests. The spell itself that produces a true and real lightning bolt. And given I am one of the Spirit Guardians, it still took two years for me to master it, let alone learn about it.

Luck: Aww, that sucks. That seemed like it would have been a whole lotta fun to use against Spade.

Gaja: Don't be so disgruntled quickly. As an expert in the art of discharge spells, I'm well suited towards that type of technique. However I would you say your biggest strength lies in equip spells, Luck. You have the unique ability in being able to form arrays rather instantaneously near the palms of your hands and your feet. Use those to your advantage, Luck and you will create your own uniquely devastating and potent spell.

Luck: I see...... ALL RIGHT, I'LL DO IT!

The lightning around Luck continued to crack and burst violently all over the place but thanks to him concentrating, he manages to condense it to only himself and Svenkin..... the latter who kept taunting the Cheery Berserker.

Svenkin: Hahahahahaha! It doesn't matter to me how fast, gritty or determined you are, it ain't helping you now. So just give up. Your putrid Lightning Magic stands no chance against my body. You're bruised, bloodied and battered and you're not giving up? Seriously, give me a break.

Luck darts right him but just before he connected a giant rune array appears behind him and faking a strike, he bounces off of more arrays around Svenkin, all the which the villain wasn't the wiser to as he eats a Lightning Boot to the jaw.

Svenkin: Oh come now, kid, did you think that was going to work? Please. My skin can not only harden and materialize to my liking, but it can also pick up on your mana as well, you know. It's that reactive so it automatically protects me from harm- eh?

Luck: HAAAA!

Svenkin: He ditched a piece of his armor, did he? A pretty clever thing you did there, but it's not like you're still going to win the day, little man. In exchange for that little second tomfoolery, let me show you how clever I can get too!

Suddenly, little purple cannons form all around his chest, stomach and back!

Svenkin: Skin Magic, Skin Fort! MAGIC SHELLS FOR ALL, AND THEY'RE FREE!

Luck: Faster.... FASTER.... FASTER!

Svenkin: You're a tough one, aren't you? I see I have to stomp the resistance out of you, including your mana and life! That's the thing though.... your mana isn't going to hold out for much longer kid..... Don't worry when you finally exhaust yourself out kid, I'll give you a fitting warrior's death.

Luck: More... FASTER! JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE!

Svenkin: GAHHHHH! KFFFFFF! What?! How was he able to inflict that much damage onto my body just now?! Is he moving much faster than my skin's ability to sense and pick up on mana?!

They separate themselves, the Dark Disciple landed on top of an undamaged building and Luck the same only about a hundred yards away from him.

Svenkin: If that's the case then- I'm just going to make my defense all that much more impenetrable and harder to get through. See if you can crack through this now that body is as solid as a rock wall! NEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- What?!

Luck: More! More! MOREEEEEE!

Svenkin: Wait... hold on! Something isn't right about what you're doing, you should be exhausted, tapped out of mana, flat out gassed right now! Just what the hell are you up to, brat!

Luck: MOREEEEEEE!

Svenkin: I-I-It doesn't matter how many of those arrays you make- my skin magic will stand up to them and your paltry Lightning Magic no problem!

Oh, but his confidence betrayed his words and expressions and more arrays appeared behind Luck Voltia who had the most rage-filled and twisted look on his face.

Luck: FASTER!

Svenkin: Whatever you're planning, IT WON'T WORK! I WILL NOT LOSE TO THE LIKES OF YOU! NOT WITH THE GLORY OF LADY VANICA AT STAKE!

Luck: TRUE LIGHTNING MAGIC, CERANOS!

And with the speed and recklessness of actual lightning bolts, Luck smashed through Svenkin's gut like a hot knife going through butter, effectively knocking him out and boy was the Dark Disiciple lucky to have hardened his body with the materials likened to solid rock because if he hadn't.... then Luck would've most brought home the first fatality against the Spade Kingdom for the allying Clover and Heart Kingdoms. Svenkin instead groans, and falls unconscious, eyes rolling in the back of his head.

Svenkin: Impossible... he went through me?! No way.... I could have been defeated so easily! Did he... did he use all of that mana stored inside of himself to turn himself into actual bolt of lightning?!

Luck: Heh.... that was fun. Thanks for the fight and pain!

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