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.
Gray
At least a thousand kilometers south of Meliora, where Nolan and Gael fought, Nolan appeared with the unconscious Gage on his back.
He dropped him on the ground and fell on his knees while coughing out a mouthful of blood.
"Ngrgh..." He groaned and grabbed his chest.
'F*cking d*ckhead, I'll get even one of these days...' He thought begrudgingly.
After taking out a high-grade healing pill under his cloak, Nolan swallowed it and collapsed on the ground. He let the pill's effect circulate into his bloodstream and immediately felt something wrong.
The wound on his chest was not healing.
'Argh! I knew that last attack was not simple!' He groaned and sat up slowly.
Although they were in the middle of the forest, and there was a greater possibility that forest beasts might appear, Nolan did not bother to create any defensive arrays. He was more concerned about what effect the attack of the white shadow had.
Nolan closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling the wound on his chest.