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.
The elders exchanged confused looks.
Abe then looked at the projection and fell silent.
Before the battle erupted from Cade's side, they could only see the tent. They were not able to see what was happening inside. Even if they could, they would not hear what they were saying.
But Abe noticed that there were a few minutes before the battle started. If it was him doing a covert operation and he was found out, he would first talk. Of course, it would also depend on the other person. If he were sure the other person was unreasonable, he would proceed with their backup plan and retreat to safety instead of talking.
Jax's had the advantage in number, but Cade was a level above all of them. On top of that, he was an Abjurer.
Abe wondered if Cade requesting to handle the operation had more meaning to it.
"Lord Cade specifically went to where the leader of the operation would be. Did he plan to talk to the leader before doing anything?" Abe wondered out loud.