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.
Clean Up
The array formation overhead activated before they could even find the person who had spoken just then. Crackling sounds filled the air as dark purple bolts of lightning descended from the array.
As the lightning bolts materialized, the air became charged with energy. In a swift, practiced motion, most of them summoned their magic barriers, creating a shimmering shield of protection. Others, their armor or robes pulsating with power, activated the intricate protection array woven into the fabric.
Mages who were considered geniuses among geniuses were the only ones who deviated from the usual action. Among these were Demir, Quan, and Yule's group. Instead of defending against the descending bolts of lightning, they chose to evade them and, at the same time, attacked the array above.
"Don't just aim randomly at the formation!" Quan shouted to no one in particular. "Aimed at those dark purple-colored runes!"