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.
Just by listening to the two, Owen received enlightenment on how he should tackle the Mass Generation Array.
Kyran observed the three from the side. He stopped short of announcing his arrival because he did not want to interrupt them.
However, Six sensed him and looked up. He lowered his head in respect and said, "Master, you've returned. I have yet to complete what you have asked of me."
Owen and Hamish also turned to him and smiled.
"Disciple Tyr," they greeted.
"I may already be up to something," Hamish continued his eyes glowed in excitement. "I'll write down my ideas first."
Kyran nodded his head, "Go. If you have questions, just ask Six."