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.
The officers were not given the chance to stay in shock because Sigma released follow-up attacks.
A light-brown magic array appeared in front of Sigma, and several rectangular blocks of earth emerged from it. Using his fists, he punched the blocks of earth in succession and aimed them at the officers. The blocks crackled as they turned into unit bits and sped toward the approaching officers with a fierce rotation.
The officers did not stand idle. They suppressed their shock, raised their Divine Armaments, and struck the incoming unit bits.
KRRSSHHHH!
However, they underestimated the momentum of the unit bits' rotational force. Piercing sounds filled the air as the officers tried to destroy each unit bits with their Divine Armaments, but ultimately, they failed to do so and were sent back, staggering.