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.
Blitz: Crisis (4)
Mannick's men guarding the middle formation's west side watched Kyran approach their defensive line. To them, he looked like a combination of a god of war and death in a black suit, holding two black swords dripping with blood. A thick veil of bloodlust and death seemed to flutter around him like a coat.
Kyran gave them a nod before making his way to the third section of the middle formation.
The soldiers standing guard could not help but hold their breaths as Kyran passed through. His oppressive presence was too much for them to handle.
Kyran immediately saw Mannick and Euan in the third section. There were a few officers with them. But when they saw Kyran, they excused themselves and cautiously left.
Mannick wore an indifferent expression while Euan was looking at Kyran with furrowed brows.
Kyran noticed Euan's look but ignored it. Clearly, the emperor was sizing him up.