When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
Malek was reluctant to let Layla go, but at that moment, he could only relent. If the worst-case scenario happened, then he would have to do everything to assist Achim's side and repel Filren and his company's attack. Malek was confident he could do this under Noir's array formation.
Once the array formation's effect was over... well, Malek did not even want to think about it.
Malek's doubts were proven to have been irrelevant because Layla kept her word. As a matter of fact, she only activated the Soul mark inside Filren and his company's bodies that she subtly placed on them and restrained their movements.