Legacy of the Dark Sage
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.
All Hell Break Loose (9)
Breira could not even react the moment Mo's fist rammed down toward him. Fortunately, the automaton beside him was more attentive, and its awareness and processing speed were faster, thus moving even before Mo raised its fist, blocking his punch with the shield on his hand before it landed on Breira's head.
CLANG!
Mo's fist slammed into the automaton's shield, resulting in a metal-hitting-metal sound that rang in the air.
"Please be careful. We cannot have you losing your head just yet," the automaton told Breira while pushing his shield upward and forcing Mo's fist away.
Mo was momentarily stunned at the black armored soldier's very timely interference. But he recovered just as fast and followed the trajectory of the latter's push to avoid getting himself pushed out of balance. After which, he used the initial course of the trajectory to execute a complete turn before raising his leg to perform a hook kick, aiming at Breira's temple.