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.
Day 3 - Solo Competition
Kyran stood up abruptly, looking at his surroundings with caution.
The cottage's array had formulas in place that prevented anyone from the outside to see or hear anything inside its area of effect. There was even an illusory formula that forced anyone getting close to the cottage to change direction. No one should be able to see anything from the inside.
But the soft feminine voice that filled his head spoke to him as if she was looking at him— looking at them.
The 'her' the voice addressed was definitely Cyneah, and thinking about it made Kyran's blood run cold.
Just now, he had been thinking of ensuring Cyneah's safety and suddenly someone was close by who saw her and even knew her.
Apart from this, the fact that the person could see them and even send a telepathic message to him, meant her magic level was high enough to penetrate through the cottage's array. A mage level that was higher than Tritus— a Legendary mage or even a Sage!