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.
Accusation
"I request to speak with Disciple Tyr."
Kairo's powerful voice broke the silence.
Hushed discussions filled the gallery as soon as he said this.
The female announcer looked at him with a slight frown.
"You can speak with Tyr after the competition," she said.
"This can't wait. After all, it affects the remaining matches we will have," Kairo insisted.
Kyran, who ignored Kairo's words, went down the arena. It appeared he did not care what the latter had said and chose to let the Courtenay announcer handle the rest.
"'Affect the remaining matches'?" The female announcer repeated dubiously.
Kairo nodded, "I feel Disciple Tyr's attacks are very... ruthless and unbecoming. As if he's attacking base on personal biases."
The gallery erupted in chatter, with the audience's opinion split in half.