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 activated all the Regis Technique he knew. Immediately, his face turned sour because he also could not use it. He always thought that when he used the Regis Blessing, it was the only time he used Draconic magic. However, this incident confirmed that every Regis Technique also relied on it. It also confirmed that the dragon blood that selected Regis family members took did allow them to channel Draconic magic.
If Kyran still had a sliver of doubt that he had Draconic magic, this incident removed those.
'So choosing the Void path meant I can't use Draconic magic,' Kyran thought, his brows creased in frustration.
The reality of not being able to use any of the Regis Technique hit Kyran deeply. He did not realize how much he had been relying on them until now. Since he was young, the Regis Techniques had been deeply engraved in his system, and activating it had become second nature to him.
Now that he could not use it, he felt vulnerable and weak.