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.
This Is...?
Kyran, who appeared behind Osric, also sent out a punch.
BAM!
BOOM!
Kyran's left fist landed squarely on Osric's head at the exact moment that Neo's hammer slammed into the ground.
"GUAH!"
"AAAARGH!"
Osric, who failed to react in time, was hit by Kyran's punch and was thrown several meters away. He hit several trees in succession before bouncing and skidding on the ground to a stop.
Meanwhile, the ground where Neo's hammer landed caved in from its weight, and several enemy mages who refused to leave their position in the array formation were squashed into a pulp.
Those mages who moved out of the way paled after seeing a river of blood seep out from under the hammer.
Kyran did not simply watch Osric getting thrown away, he took another step and appeared at a position where Osric was about to pass. Kyran did a tornado roundhouse kick and sent Osric flying backwards.