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.
I'll Start With You
"Hanes! Detain Tyr!" Ernst shouted amidst the confusion.
Hanes, the dark-robed man did not need telling twice. He raised his arms and charged into the center of the array, "Rawrgh!"
"Evan, reinforced the array! Mordin, close off the whole floor! Elder brother, and the rest, let us assist Hanes!" Ernst barked out his orders one after another. It was unnecessary though because all of them moved as soon as they regained their senses.
Six went down the mezzanine, and apart from Evan and Mordin, four including Ernst went to surround the center of the room. Mimi and Ernst's elder brother remained, with the former creating a magic barrier to protect the latter.
DING!
A metallic sound shook the whole room.
"What—? Ugh!" Hanes exclaimed as both of his arms received a huge shock after hitting his axe on what seemed like a solid metal block.
"That's dangerous."