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.
Royal Family Recruitment (2)
A dozen members of the Tower of Conclave's Security Team formed two lines in front of the main gate. The head of the Security Team, Khalil, stood at the very front as he looked at the approaching carriage.
The moment the first of the three approaching carriages arrived within 20 meters outside of the main gate, the tower's defensive array activated, creating a semi-visible light golden half-sphere barrier that covered the whole Tower of Conclave's territory.
"Please halt and state your business with the Tower of Conclave," Khalil said, his voice reverberating outside the defensive array.
The first carriage stopped at once, and the other two followed suit.
The coachman of the first carriage leaned back and and turned to his side. His lips moved, however no sounds came out. It was as if he had transmitted his words somewhere else.
Khalil and the rest of the Security Team members watched the carriages with vigilance.