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.
Field Array
Hamish's complexion paled the more he listened to Kyran's strategy. The feeling of failing to execute the plan weighed down his heart. This would be the first time he would have to do something for the Blacksmith Order.
To be honest, he was not pressured by the fact that Chairman Noir was present. In the order, none of them had any thoughts of currying favor or showing off their abilities to get his attention. Because all of them, Array Specialist and Blacksmiths alike, respected Chairman Noir at the bottom of their hearts.
They knew of the hardships he had to endure just to become an Array Master.
Most of all, they knew of Chairman Noir's efforts to have the Blacksmith Order's reputation reach the state it was in now.
If Hamish failed as an Array Specialist of the Blacksmith Order, he was afraid it would tarnish the reputation of the whole order.