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.
Intel
"Yes," Zephyr replied with such conviction as if being a Sigil was a great honor. "I am a Sigil. Anyway, you dare claim my master is a liar? You may be a Sovereign, but with master at my side, I can take you on even with a huge gap in our level."
"Err, no. There will be no taking on anyone happening here," Kyran replied while virtually scratching his head. "I called you to show her I do know someone with Air magic. You did not have to appear in that fashion. See what you did to Loar's ship?"
While saying this, he was already making a move. He willed his magic sense to cover Loar's ship and began to repair the damage using his magic. In doing so, he realized that the ship itself was a huge array formation.