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.
Qualified
Sigma's eyes narrowed as the container slid in his direction.
The other members of the council also looked at it in interest.
'Don't tell me..!' Callan exclaimed in his heart as he guessed what the container was.
He remembered Marley's report the day Kyran visited the Mercenary Hall and posed as a mercenary applicant. The truth, Callan did not mention this to the rest of the council because it was considered a piece of very sensitive information. Even within The Conclave, they could not openly discuss this kind of information. He did not even tell this to Chairman Hugh.
Callan looked in Kyran's direction. In his opinion, it was unwise to let so many people know about this information. But he also appreciated the fact that Kyran trusted them enough to show it to them.