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.
Only those with first-hand experience of the existence of other planes and Sovereigns could see the golden net covering the sky. Logically speaking, Tritus should not have the ability to see them too. However, after becoming Kyran's Sigil, they shared a bond and enabled Tritus to utilize the latter's abilities.
It was one of the advantages of becoming a Sigil. Of course, Tritus could only share Kyran's abilities if the latter was nearby. If their connection was too far, it was useless.
In any case, now that Tritus could see the golden net, he knew Kyran was near. He focused on his Sigil's mark and faintly sensed Kyran's location.
But he did not change course. Instead, he continued toward the massive hole.