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.
Goal (1)
Cyneah's face flushed red from Kyran's bold declaration. She did not expect him to reveal their relation to Ladon and Thorn. But that was not to say she disliked it. In fact, she was happy to the point of being rendered speechless.
"The hell you are! I may not know Sisi, but she is not interested in a plain looking arrogant nobody like you—!" Thorn's voice was laced with venom, and his words were a direct challenge to Kyran's audacity.
"Stop it, Thorn."
"What?" Thorn growled at Ladon. If this had been any other time, Thorn would have truly stopped when Ladon asked him to. However, this time, he would not allow anyone, especially an arrogant nobody, to spout such bullsh*t.
"Read the godd*amn atmosphere," Ladon growled back without looking at him. His attention was still focused on Kyran.
"Huh—?" Thorn stopped midsentence, realizing this fact. After that, he sensed the drop in temperature in his surroundings.