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.
Although Kyran did not elaborate, Aron and Jared seemed to understand what he meant. Their expressions turned solemn, and Aron turned to Jared and said, "Go take Kyran to the Regis Terram and see if the transmission array can be fixed. If not, go to the underground shelter. I will gather the rest and prepare the council."
"Yes, father."
Aron's words made Rin realize something, and she immediately looked at Kyran and said exhortingly, "No matter what, you have to come with your uncle after checking the transmission array. Don't try to run off on your own. I know time is critical right now, but that is not a reason not to discuss your plans with your family. Understand?"
Max and Reuben looked at Rin in awe. As expected of a woman's instinct— or, to be precise, a mother's. They had only known Kyran for a while, but they more or less had a grasp of his character after fighting him and listening to his plans when they were in the Void World.