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.
Kyran was forced to stop his leg motion again when he saw a ball of concentrated magic energy forming on the palm of the unwanted visitor's extended hand about to touch his leg. Because of this, his body twisted at a humanly impossible angle. Nevertheless, he did not have any problem readjusting his center of gravity as he shifted and somersaulted sideways to dodge the unwanted visitor's hand. After that, he landed on all fours and continued to backflip several times to gain a safe distance from the unwanted visitor.
For the record, there was no solid ground around them, and Kyran's inability to levitate would have disadvantaged him. However, he could appear as if he was flying so long as he could utilize his magic sense and aimed at controlling his footgear.