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.
Kicking Up A Storm (3)
[Tell Stella I'll be there before sundown. I still have some things to do and don't want to be disturbed.]
Kyran told Nolan without commenting on his previous question. There was no need to explain his side. He had trained with his father's essence for five days and had become familiar with the difference between the real one and the essence.
Besides, when Kyran grabbed Nolan earlier, it had been too easy. As if Nolan's defenses were too weak and that his 'cloak' was not real.
[Too late, that last bit will be hard to do.]
Nolan replied while looking at the people downstairs.
His words made Kyran stop in his work and turned at him. Using his magic sense, he found that more people who were not part of the order had arrived.
'To think that people around here as such a gossip,' Kyran could not help but sigh in his heart.
'Hm?' His brow furrowed after sensing a familiar aura in the crowd below.