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.
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Kyran waved his hand before Reuben fell to the ground, disappearing in thin air. Then he made his way toward the center of the camp, where he had sensed the aura of the woman named Freya.
His silver eyes flashed, and his pupils turned into slits as he activated 5% of the Regis Blessing once again.
Several hundred meters away, Freya also employed her fastest speed as she flew in midair at that exact moment. She was on her way back to where she had left Max to deal with the masked man. In her hands were several pills, and she took them one after another.
First, she took two Energy Enhancement Pills that could increase a mage's magic energy reserves to 10%. Since she took two, her magic reserves increased by 20%. Then she popped two Stamina and Energy Replenishing Pills as well to ensure her body and energy were at their full capacity. After that, she took out three red pills and a blue pill.
The red pills were the Red-Demon Pill.