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.
Based on the information from Oceanus, the Blade Dancer Clan's Immigration Office was situated on a floating platform just outside the periphery of the plane's defensive barrier.
Its location was not surprising since most large clans had the same arrangement. Doing so allowed them to deal with unexpected situations concerning troublemakers entering their plane without the risk of them escaping into the city.