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.
Encroaching Evil (3)
"You've really done it. Did you know how hard it is to raise that mutated Hydra?"
The raspy male voice spoke again.
On the other hand, Kyran remained still. His battle senses kicked up into gear as he tried to pinpoint the person's exact location. However, he instantly realized that it was impossible to locate the man.
It was as if the man's presence had completely blended in the surrounding, seemingly there, yet somehow not there as well.
"But..." The man paused before saying in a cheery sounding voice, "... I was expecting a new mutated beast, not a Numa. Interesting."
Suddenly, a menacingly immense pressure bore down within a hundred kilometer radius with Kyran at the center. In that instance, all beast carcasses inside got flattened to the ground from the pressure's power. Even the ground cracked and caved in a few inches.
The tall gray obelisk also sank at least half a foot in the ground from the pressure.