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.
Acquisition (17)
The Imon-spawn was obviously Kyran, disguised as Nar.
Everyone's reaction was reasonable. After all, none of them knew of his existence and relationship with the Eidums because Gaham decided not to include his information in the last report sent to the capital.
The two aides that came out of the castle raised their hands and summoned their Divine Armament: a blazing boomerang, and a snow rapier.
"An Imon-spawn," the aide using the snow rapier brandished his weapon. "There had been rumors about your existence for far too long, yet none were able to confirm them. Why do you appear now? And why do you dare provoke Armakea—?"
Before the aide could even finish what he was saying, the Imon-spawn disappeared.
"!"
The other aide sensed something amiss and immediately shouted, "Duck!"
The aide with the snow rapier did not need to be told twice because he also sensed an incoming danger and immediately lowered his body.