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.
Temper
Within the purple sphere, Kyran was forced on his knees.
The ground beneath rumbled and something gaseous seeped from within filling the inside of the sphere. Kyran immediately sensed the thinning of the oxygen inside, and his expression turned grim. Apart from this, the immense pressure that bore down above was nothing like he had experienced before.
Kyran once experienced Malek's magic pressure crushing his insides, but that was different from now. That time, Malek was using his magic's property which had something to do with air compression.
The pressure Kyran felt now was different. It was something he could only compare to what he had read once, about the abyssal zone of the deep sea. Where if a sea creature ventured in, it was comparable to death. The zone was devoid of oxygen and was filled with a high concentration of elements that were harmful to any creature.
[Oi! Oi! This is no ordinary magic attack! This... this! This is a Saint-tier Array!]