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.
While Kesiah and Gaham lured the Legendary-level Knights, Gael remained in the temporary campsite and observed the Arch Magus-level Knights. The commotion brought by Kesiah and Gaham's appearance resulted in every knight and officer in the camp maintaining their vigilance. None of the lower-ranked knights and officers followed the Legendary-level Knights because they would have been left behind or even caused delays. Instead, they doubled the groups patrolling the vicinity while a few of them started their preparation to go to the fort.
There were still a few more hours before they began the operation, but because of Kesiah and Gaham's appearance, they decided to move up the time.
Gael did not mind the buzz around the camp, though. He preferred it even, because it made it easier for him to move around their shadows without being detected if they were this busy.