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.
Castling
Ruin clapped his hands as he looked at Cade who appeared several meters away from his original spot.
"Impressive," he said. "If I didn't know better I would have thought you had 'warped' just now. That is an impressive split second movement technique."
Cade's glowing body returned to normal as he deactivated the Regis Blessing. Red steams was coming out of his body as if he was on fire. He fell on one knee, his breathing came in short gasps. It was obvious the dragon blood's power had taken a huge toll on his body.
Although Cade could unleash 70% of the dragon blood's power, he could not sustain it for more than five seconds. If he overused it his body would have really be set on fire from the enormous amount of magic stored in the dragon's blood.