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.
Crazed One
"Now!"
Another man's voice boomed from somewhere, and the man behind Layla raised his hand, and a long staff materialized before him. As soon as he grabbed the staff, several half-meter diameter magic arrays surrounded Layla, who had turned to black mist using a Body-Dispersion Spell.
As if in reverse, Layla's black mist body started to converge against her will.
'What is happening...?' She cursed inwardly and cautiously looked up at the magic arrays surrounding her. Only then did she realize that the magic arrays and even the Array formation above seemed familiar, yet strangely not, at the same time.
Layla might not be well-versed in Array, but she knew that the ones in Somuli, whom they referred to as Lost Technology, were located in fixed areas. There were lost technologies that could be moved around, but those were magic items like tokens, magic orbs, and such.