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.
Nolan and Gustaff, who watched Kyran's progress outside, were left with a blank expression after the latter disappeared into the golden door.
Gustaff gave Nolan a side-way glance and said with a mocking tone, "'Just watch'?"
Nolan looked at him with raised brows and replied matter-of-factly, "The Tower doesn't allow people who had not challenged the champion to see the fight. What if you decided to enter the tower again and try the special place? If you already know what the Champion could do, wouldn't that give you an advantage?"
Gustaff snorted but did not argue further. He also understood that. But having his hopes of seeing some action dashed because of the tower's non-spoiler policy was a little depressing. He wanted to vent somehow.
With a sigh in his heart, Gustaff changed the subject by asking, "What do you think of his progress?"