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.
Layla's expression darkened at Obstruction's words.
It was easy for him to say those words when he did not know how hard it was to control the Macabre Glacier!
Besides, with Layla's current state wherein she could not rouse her magic energy, it would be impossible for her even to control it, not to mention command it.
Frankly, even when the Macabre Glacier's sentient stopped harassing her after she took full control of Haylee's body, its influence still lingered. Layla knew if she tried to unleash the Macabre Glacier, its sentient would take that chance to take full control over the souls she let it capture.
Layla dd not want that to happen. She still needed those souls. They were not meant to be consumed by the mirror. Instead, she wanted to use them as leverage against Kyran so he would listen to her demands.
While Layla pondered this, the ground trembled even more violently, and the magic fluctuation in the air intensified.