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.
Another Essence
Cyneah did not go down immediately after leaving the room.
First, she took her time to adjust her senses from all the magic energies in the surroundings. She leaned on the door and closed her eyes to concentrate.
In theory, magic energies could not pass through solid materials. As for what was the definition of a solid material it was, depended on the type of magic energy.
The floral-shaped lamps that Anette placed all over the cottage could attract magic energies, making the whole surrounding pact with it.
This made Cyneah able to see silhouettes of the ceiling, floor and walls. As for humans, she could see them by the floating lights within them.
Except for Kyran.
Taking a deep breath, Cyneah opened her eyes. Her mirror-like eyes glowed faintly and seemed to reflect all the different-colored magic energies around her. Then she tightened her hand which had held Kyran's earlier. Her expression filled with concern.