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.
Sovereign of Wings
"Wing, don't—!" Loar tried to stop her from making any move.
Unfortunately, his warning came a second late as Wing released her domain.
In an instant, the whole room was filled with a malevolent air that weighed on them. It also appeared to freeze time itself. Of course, the latter was impossible, and the feeling was only an illusion. But for her to manage this effect showcased how much control and in-depth magic knowledge she had of her innate magic.
The air around them crackled as the space with a one-meter diameter around Wing distorted, destroying everything within. Followed by her levitating in the air.
"Wing—!" Loar called yet again.
But before he could speak any further, Wing waved her hand, and he was instantly enclosed in a semi-translucent sphere.