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.
Cyneah was dumbfounded at what Kyran did. Her knowledge of magic item creation might be lacking, but she knew that in order to repair a broken or damaged item, one would need materials. Apart from that, the Array Formulas included in them also required meticulous probing to ensure that the whole formation could be restored properly. However, Kyran not only repaired it by simply touching it, but she also felt some changes in the token's energy circulation.
"This token has its own defensive formula and should not have been broken easily," Kyran said while fixing the token. "Unfortunately, the magic energy in Somuli is different from the Human plane. It failed to absorb enough energy to activate all of its formula and could not defend against any form of attack."
"No wonder it broke so easily," Cyneah commented, recalling how the beast-like only exerted enough of his strength to completely shatter the token's outer shell.