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 Red General
Black mist-like beasts were either evading from or lunging toward several small black spears moving around in the air.
Ruin also dodged a black spear, which was bigger and thicker than the flying spears that was after his summoned beasts. His red eyes flashed as he turned to face the black spear that wheezed past him. With a wave of his hand, a red glow enveloped his right arm, he punched out, sending a red beam of light toward the spear. Just before the red beam touched the spear, the spear swerved to the left then turned one hundred and eighty degrees back at Ruin.
A smile appeared on Ruin's face. He did not plan on evading the spear this time. His red eyes flashed. A faint red glow enveloped his whole body before he rushed toward the spear. He reached out his right hand and made a grabbing motion at the spear and suddenly, an invisible force like a huge hand seemed to grab hold of it.