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.
A soft humming sound coming from the Shaiha filled the whole room as Kyran continued to heal Zephyr.
With Zephyr's huge frame, it was impossible for Kyran to heal him in a short time.
It took him nearly an hour just to close Zephyr's chest wound, then three more hours to heal it from the inside. After that, Kyran shared more of his Draconic energy with him, to assist his natural healing ability in adjusting his condition.
Nearly six hours from the time Kyran entered the temple, Zephyr's condition stabilizes.
Only when Kyran was positive of this that he finally asked, "Can you undo the reinforcement on the array?"
Zephyr looked at him thoughtfully. He knew why Kyran wanted him to undo his reinforcement. Because it was connected to his life force, it would be dangerous to make any adjustments to the array.
"Is... Is it really safe to do that?" Zephyr asked feeling hesitant.