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.
Quilin (3)
The first round of attacks caused by the three mages from the Templar Code finally stopped. Behind the thick smoke, the Quilin had not made any sound nor movements.
After three seconds, when there was still no activity behind the smoke, the mage with the spear finally moved.
"Cover for me," he told his comrades without looking at them.
With great caution, he approached the smoke-filled area where the Quilin was. He brandished his golden spear to the side and roused his magic, preparing an attack if the beast would make a sneak attack.
However, after two meters, he felt a tinge of coldness at his nape. This coldness was not because he suddenly felt nervous, but because he felt an incoming danger!
"Incoming!" The mage with the spear exclaimed as he turned around and looked at their back.
True to his instinct, fifty meters from him, he sensed a fast approaching unknown object.
It was unknown because he could not sense what it was.