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.
Kyran was too absorbed in teaching Oded and Yalen his concoction method that he did not notice people watching them from the medication room's two-way mirror.
Apart from Cyneah and Nahir, Azikh, Gidan, and the matron also went to the infirmary.
Nahir initially wanted to enter the medication room, but Cyneah stopped him after noticing Kyran, Oded, and Yalen were in the midst of concocting potions and pills.
If they entered while the concoction was ongoing, there was a high chance they would contaminate the air inside the medication room, affecting the efficacy of the herbs still on the table.
Because of this, they settled in watching the three and waited until they were done before calling Kyran over.