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.
Olivia and the three female mages left the south tower and went straight to the main hall.
The chariot had been prepared and was waiting outside the main hall's entrance.
Upon reaching the main hall, Olivia stopped in her tracks after seeing a tall woman in golden armor standing at the bottom of the stairs. Seven female mages wearing the same cream-colored robe as the three mages with Olivia stood respectfully behind the woman.
"Lady Lauren," the three mages with Olivia also stopped and bowed respectfully at the woman.
On the other hand, Olivia did nothing and only looked at the woman indifferently.
The woman they called Lauren raised her head before pulling up the visor of her armor's helmet.
Beautiful light brown eyes met Olivia's green ones.
"It is the wee hours. Where are you heading to?" Lauren asked her. "Something big is happening in Meliora. It is best not to wander off alone at this time."