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.
Dimension (3)
Lucian frowned after seeing the Void Master's armor become a barrier and shield him against his attack. While he did not expect the latter not to use any counter-magic, it was pretty surprising for him to use such an energy-consuming counter.
As far as Lucian was concerned, the Void's nature to nullify attacks required a lot of magic. After all, it ignores the level and strength of the attack it nullifies. Lucian expected the Void Master to conserve his magic energy as much— and as long— as possible so he could use it at an opportune moment. Not that Lucian would ever give the Void Master that chance.
In any case, Lucian found the Void Master's move strange.
'...No. Rather than strange... his move is too weak.'
Lucian expected the Void Master to struggle before him just as he did when they first met in the Land of Desolation.