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.
The Seal
It has already been a week since Raya and a few other Regises set off on their secret expedition, descending into the depths of Coelus's tomb.
Ames and Myst monitored their progress, and that afternoon, they finally reached the periphery of the seal's formation.
At the moment, Raya and the rest were meticulously scouring the area they calculated to have been where Kyran's domain touched the seal while Ames and Myst waited for their update with bated breaths.
"If Kyran felt a reaction as soon as he used his domain, the damage to the seal's surface should have been obvious," Ames voiced her doubts when Raya had yet to report back their findings after more than three hours of searching.
Myst furrowed his brows. He understood where Ames was coming from. The seal's damage should be obvious if Kyran's reaction happened sequentially. For this reason, he was similarly in doubt as to why Raya and the others had not found anything.