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.
Ezra and a few talents of the Montgomeray Family, along with their contracted Spirits, arrived in their family residence in Moor, a city located in the west near Mourchton.
Although Spirits could travel at a distance in a short time, they could not bring a human along with them. The rules of the Spirit's world were unsuitable for the human body, after all. However, the Spirits knew a magic formation that could transport others. It would require an enormous amount of spirit stones, but the Montgomeray did not hesitate to use their resources. After all, the new Void Master had given his order.
All members of the Montgomeray in Moor had already finished their preparations.
Without further delay, Ezra, his people, and the Spirits marched into Noser.
Normally, it would have taken them more than an hour to get to Noser, even by carriage. But with the Spirits' blessings, they arrived a hundred meters outside Noser in just half an hour.