Asta Black Clover Voice Actor English นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"The tether—it drained her. She needs a healer, but I don't know how—" "Move." The voice comes from behind us, and I twist around, ready to fight— And freeze. Because standing at the edge of the clearing, stepping out of the shadows like they belong here, is someone I know. Someone I trust. Someone who shouldn't be here. They're wearing Blackwood colors. Council insignia on their chest. And when they look at Alyssa, their expression is soft. Almost sad. "Hello, little moon," the traitor murmurs. And my blood turns to ice.

At this point, I had seen everything,’ I said. Our communication was interrupted as a chuckle echoed in the room. A black silhouette at the window rose from the chair. He turned and walked toward us. Harlow and I took a fighting stance, ready to battle. “Alastair! Stop this madness now.” I shouted at the figure. “Welcome, Alexa. I missed you so much.” It was a hoarse voice, nothing like Alastair before. “You’d missed that opportunity,” I said with a threatening hiss.

Claire found herself in a dreamland, a place she had never been before. It was dark and eerie, with twisted trees and shadows that seemed to dance in the corners of her vision. As she wandered through the forest, she suddenly heard a voice behind her. "Hello, Claire." She turned around, and there was a man in Black overflowing robe. His eyes were an eerie shade of green which seemed to glow in the darkness, dark energy that made her feel uneasy. He smiled a loop sided smile which made her stomach churn. "Hello, do you know who I am?"

Asim snarls, his eyes black as night. “My name is Mazelina Winslow of The Moon Claw Pack, Luna to Alpha Rush Winslow of The Moon Claw Pack, I will never accept you, Asim Szell.” “You have no choice. Hold her still.” I look up at Asim and smile sinisterly. “The Goddess is displeased.” “I don’t give a fuck. She wasn’t the Goddess.”

He rebutted. Yes, yes, my reasoning is stupid. He didn’t intentionally want to get caught in their trap, but I have to blame someone... *Sighs in frustration.* “Will the two of you quiet down over there?” I heard one of the men’s voice command from outside the cave. I don’t know whose voice, but I’m sure it wasn’t Ryker. His voice sounds deeper and scarier. Somewhat like Drax’s voice, but Drax’s is less harsh, and more soothing. It’s somewhere between Morgan Freeman and Darth Vader. Except, it doesn’t give me ‘dangerous villain’ vibes.

They were dressed in all black robes, making the situation more tense for me. With sweat covering my entire face, I said, "Look whoever you guys are, I think you got the wrong person. I'm just a useless maid –" "Silence!" One of them bellowed and obliged instantly, gulping hard. The third person then emerged from behind. He was also dressed in the same black robe as his mates, but his mask was a bit different. "Anastasia the useless slave." The third one said. Wait, it's a female? From the voice, it was clear that it was a female speaking and I could swear I've heard that voice somewhere before.

I'm curious to know what this stranger has to say. So, I set it on speaker and lean back in my chair, closing my eyes. "Am I speaking with Mr Lakewood?" A nasal masculine voice speaks, and I exhale. "Yes," I drawl lazily. "This is Azren Lakewood. Who's this interrupting my night?"

It was a pure Yin body. His soul instantly sensed the frosty aura. He shivered right away. It took him a while to get used to it. He opened his eyes and sat up. “Alex Rockeller! Alex Rockefeller... can you hear me?” Ancestor Bodhi looked at Alex, who was in Empress Ghast’s physical form and called out to him from the side. He was worried that the spell failed. After all... It was his first time using it. “Yeah! I can hear you! Keep your voice down! I am going to turn deaf!” Alex said. After that, he noticed that his voice did not sound right. It had become Empress Ghast’s voice.

Surprisingly,Felicity doesn't feel nauseous by the smell of crabs and lobsters. "Alexander Blackwood its a long time I last saw you." A very familiar voice causes my blood to freeze in my veins.Am I not hallucinating,am I?I haven't heard his voice in last five years.My body seems to root on its spot failing to function properly while my mind is still trying to register the biggest shock. "Who are you Mister?"Felicity asks him with a frown settling on her forehead. "I am Beta Nolan of Midnight Moon Pack.I hope your man has told you about his past.Did you Alexander?"He answers her in his whimsical tone.

Her face was covered with a sheen of sweat yet she remained formidable on her feet. “I have not seen you around,” a gentle masculine voice announced himself, walking towards me. He was shorter than I was but his shoulders were set in a manner that could not be mistaken for weakness. His hair was shaved close to his head but the few tresses visible informed me that he was a dark blonde. “I am a guest here. My father is Alpha Gary of Black Paw Pack and I am Clarissa.”