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.
Reynard and Kyran entered the vault's archive room to discuss the materials the latter wanted. The room was relatively small, with two couches on one side and a tablet on one side just below a panel hanging on the wall.
While Kyran verbally listed the materials he wanted, Reynard searched the archive using the tablet, and the panel showed information on them, along with how many were in stock.
Kyran was quite impressed at the Crespuscule's detailed archive system and was interested in getting it. If possible, he would even trade it for a different potion or pill he had on hand. The Crepuscule would disagree because their archive system included far more in-depth information on their treasures than Reynard allowed him to see. As far as Kyran was concerned, Reynard's access level was high enough to show more. Still, at the moment, the only data being displayed on the panel was limited to an overview of the materials and how many were available.