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.
Remnant
KRRSHK!
Cyneah's face contorted in anguish as Ladon's protective barrier shattered, and the woman's Dimension swallowed her surroundings. The weight of her helplessness was crushing, not because of the woman's power but because her desperate attempt to summon Kyran using his token had proven futile.
Meanwhile, Ladon, who regained his hands' real form and created a gauntlet made of water, tried to capture the woman. He planned to make use of the water's nature to absorb and dissolve the woman's gaseous form and trap her inside before she could complete her Dimension.
If Ladon failed to capture the woman in time, Thorn was already on his way to destroy the woman's Dimension.
But.
CRACKLE!
The woman's gaseous form crackled, and her body disappeared. As she did, the Dimension in which she trapped Cyneah also vanished.
"What—?"
Ladon and Thorn gave out a muffled cry of surprise before their attack collided.
BOOM!