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.
"Am I the only one who has an idea where master went?" Zephyr, who had not reacted to Kyran's MIA status, asked no one in particular.
True Void scowled at him, "If you know something, just say it! Why are you only speaking up now?"
"No one asked," Zephyr replied matter-of-factly.
Everyone's expression turned blank at the banter between the two.
Aron cleared his throat and said, "Tell us where."
Zephyr tilted his head to one side and replied, "You should know where it is. Since you guys thought he could have returned to 'that place,' where else in the Human plane would one be— at the same time— not entirely in?"
Aron and Jared seemed to realize what Zephyr was saying, and their eyes lit up.
"That's right!"
"Right? What's right? Can we please not talk in riddles?" True Void complained.
Zephyr shrugged, "That place is the Regis Family's jurisdiction. I cannot disclose anything in front of other people."