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.
Counter
Bas opened his mouth and let out a shockwave toward the building Deception was standing on.
Deception's red eyes flickered and jumped to avoid the shockwave's attack range. She flicked her fingers, a translucent fume whirled out from her fingertips and a sweet smell permeated slowly in the air. All the while, she felt a little indignant by the reaction speed of the beasts. With no cannon fodders— a.k.a. The Royal Army officers— around, the two beasts had been pursuing her non-stop. It also appeared that whether she was in her human or mist form they could still determine her position and adjust accordingly.
The building Deception had just been on crumbled to pieces from Bas's attack, at the same time, the sweet smell swept toward Bas.