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.
Gathering (2)
A few hours passed, and the tower's entrance remained closed. This means that there were still clans that had yet to enter the transmission array on their end.
"How long are we going to wait for the others?" a representative of the Adamas Clan asked no one in particular among his clan.
The leader of Adamas Clan wandered his eyes around the platform and frowned.
"We have everyone," he started with a slight frown, "or, at least, the clans who participated last time."
"It seems there are new clans who found their portal that we failed to account for," another representative commented with a frown.
"Hm..." the leader representative agreed while looking toward the Blade Dancer Clan's leader representative.
The latter noticed his gaze and looked toward him before subtly shaking his head as if to say he was also unaware of new clans discovering a portal.