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.
Harbringer of Chaos, Coelus (1)
"I am not fearless, milord," Cyneah replied meekly. "Rather, I am full of fear that I want to give it my all."
She did not elaborate on what she meant, but every one near who heard her knew exactly what she did not say aloud.
'Neah...'
[This girl...]
After hearing Cyneah's words, Shaiha couldn't help but view her in a different light.
Honestly, the younger woman's very existence posed a significant obstacle in convincing Kyran to accept his identity as the Realm Scion. Thus, Shaiha would rather that she be removed from the picture as soon as possible. However, that would be impossible to do because she was not only someone very important to Kyran but also one of the successors of Ancient Magic Cores.
As already assumed, becoming the Realm Scion meant Kyran had to gather all Ancient Magic Cores and absorb them. Obviously, this included the Soul core. But doing that would mean that Cyneah would never recover her sight.