Yami Black Clover Novels & Stories

As Tamayo got up, he growled menacingly, “Impossible! How could a beginner at the energy stage like you defeat me? You must’ve played a dirty trick!” Yuri spat, “Do I have to when you are my target? You’re overestimating yourself! You lost. Now, piss off!” Tamayo’s gaze was vicious as he kept his eyes on Yuri. Suddenly, he flicked his palm and something black shot out toward Yuri. Kayson narrowed his eyes and sent a silver needle to pierce the inky item. Alarmed, Yuri looked at the black pill on the floor and asked angrily, “What is this?!”

Reiner stepped back and bowed respectfully. "Boss." Crain strained his neck to look at the newcomer. Despite his battered state, he could tell from the way the guards treated him that this man was incredibly powerful. Damien walked over and squatted down in front of Crain, looking him dead in the eye with a calm, dangerous gaze. "And who the hell are you?" Crain demanded, his voice shaking. Damien looked right back at him with an icy stare. "I'm not a public figure, so you probably haven't heard of me. I'm Damien Blackwood. But some people call me the Living Yama."

Yegor closed his eyes before saying, “Yami’s mother is one of Franciscus’ four disciples. She’s a powerhouse at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation and has reached the Second Marciais Combat Form. “After the battle between the Dark World and Righteous Alliance, Yami’s mother was captured. The Righteous Alliance let Xachary keep watch over her.” “Then, as Xachary kept watch over her, they fell in love, and she gave birth to Yami?” James made a guess. Yegor glanced at him and laughed. “Your imagination is wild. What are you even thinking? “Yami’s mother is known as the most beautiful woman in the Dark World. Her cultivation and combat power are more powerful than Xachary’s

She ran, her heart pounding, her mind racing. She burst into the hallway and collided with a solid figure. Strong hands steadied her, and she looked up to see Damon, his dark eyes filled with concern. "Aqua, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice gentle. She couldn't speak, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Damon led her to a quiet corner, away from prying eyes. "Hey, it's okay," he said softly, his hand resting on her shoulder. "Just breathe." Aqua struggled to calm herself, the storm inside her raging. But Damon's presence was grounding, and his touch was soothing. Slowly, the pendant around her neck began to clear, and the black smoke dissipated.

Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room. “Black? She doesn’t-- I mean didn’t wear anything else?” she asked, her eyebrows meeting in the middle confused. “Don’t tell me she’s one of those people…” “Yes, specifically black clothing. They’re hot in the day but you disappear in the night. That’s what she always said to me.” Krister disappeared in the back to get something whilst Rojean was left there to contemplate on her own how she was going to pull the act off if she was a bad liar herself.