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.
Attack (4)
Gael sped through the field that separated the Armakea and Eidum's borders. He made full use of his shadow-sensing to scout for any presence up ahead but to no avail.
With a slight frown, he stopped and summoned his Shadow minions and ordered them to scatter in several directions. After that, he left and moved forward.
Several minutes later, Gael still failed to sense anything, which worried him. It was one thing not to sense Achim and the others but to fail to sense any other lifeforms within his shadow-sensing range, that did not bode well.
Krsh!
Suddenly, Gael's connection to one of his Shadow minions disappeared.
Krsshh! Krsshh!
Before he could make sense of what had happened, one after another, his connection with the rest of the Shadow minions also disappeared.
Gael abruptly stopped and retracted his shadow-sensing. After which, he summoned a Shadow barrier, encasing himself in a huge black sphere.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!