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 confirming the Templar Code's headquarters were empty, Haylee's people marched toward the city where Ezra and company had set up a temporary encampment.
Soon, the city of Noser was once again enveloped with fiery lights coming from magic attack collisions.
Still, even though the encampment was being protected by the Spirits magic barrier, with the number of magic spells attacking it, cracks already appeared on its surface. The Montgomeray mages who contracted with the Spirits that were maintaining the barrier could only endure and continue providing them with their own magic energies.
Fortunately, with Anette and the rest of the Solum tribe there, the energy-replenishing potions and stamina potions available to them were of higher grade and managed to sustain their needs. The only shortcoming they had against their enemies was their mage level, which meant they had lesser magic energy.
But even after all these, the barrier could barely sustain.