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.
The Most Fateful Shield (4)
Kyran reappeared a few hundred meters from where he fought off the army's deputy marshals, his expression grim.
He had not intended to warp. But old habits die hard.
After being forced to use only his Void magic in the Tower of Tribulation, he stopped relying on his body's endurance and utilized what he could do with his Void magic. Without the Draconic magic supporting his body strengthening techniques, his body's endurance had limits. For this reason, he got used to teleporting and warping for longer distances. He also learned how to warp others with him without them suffering.
Unfortunately, when facing a surprise attack, he believed his body could not endure; even with numerous protection, his mind automatically ordered him to warp.
And that was what happened.
Because Kyran did not know if his body could last the attack, by reflex, he warped.
As soon as he did, however, he felt an overwhelming disappointment.