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.
After being transported through the array, Vera and her team appeared inside a small round, poorly lit working area underground. Its only source of light was a faint glow coming from small magic orbs mounted around the walls.
Once their eyesight adjusted to the dim room, they noticed a small opening leading to a tunnel most likely connected to the entrance from their left.
Vera also noticed that the size of the tunnel could only fit two people at most. She roamed her eyes and found another opening above them where an intricate array formation hovered in the air.
The array formation above was round, and at the moment, it was not active. It had several layers of smaller arrays inside with complex rune writings along its borders.
Vera recalled the details of their operation in her head.