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.
Confrontation
'This voice is...!'
Not only were Layla and True Void shocked by the immense power that the voice possessed, but they were also bewildered by its arrival.
After all, the owner of the voice is...
CRACKLE! CRACKLE!
Crackling noises appeared above as the space distorted.
Layla shot a look toward the distortion above, her beautiful face twisting in unmasked displeasure.
"White Lily!"
A giant lily carved from diamond crystals appeared from the distortion. Its fragile petals opened, revealing White Lily's ethereal figure. Her flowing silver hair and light pink eyes glowed. Though she appeared serene, the magic energy her body emitted was anything like it. Even her usually calm expression appeared scary.
"I suppose with the Sovereign's Cradle losing its power, you're magic is no longer restrained," Layla said with a wry smile.
Just as the cradle losing its effect benefitted her, the same was true with Kyran's side.