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.
Kyran did not avoid the worm-like beast's beady eyes. Even though every part of him was screaming for him to run, he chose to hold his ground instead control his uneven breathing.
The worm-like beast appeared to be staring at him, but Kyran hid inside the carcass ribcage. It might have smelled him because he did smell right now, but it could also be wondering whether the smell was from the beast carcass or something else. After all, the worm-like beast did not attack at once.