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: Respite (2)
The whole place was lit up by fireflies that danced around the place.
Wooden cubicles, with one or two beds inside, lined up the walls. Almost all the beds were occupied by a human or a Spirit, while different types of small-sized Spirits moved about, taking care of their needs.
At the farthest end, Kyran saw Manti and the others forming a two-line while looking at a cubicle on the highest floor. Inside, three Water Sprites with aquamarine scales and glittering fins on their ears and feet, wore solemn expressions as they aimed their healing magic at the person lying on the bed. Even without using the connection he had with his Sigils, Kyran knew they were healing Zephyr.
The thought instantly made Kyran sigh inwardly. He felt as if Zephyr was fated to suffer every time he got involved with humans. The incident in the Shaiha Ruins, then the time they went to Hanaan, and the back at the Shaihay once again involving the Templar Code.
Now, this.