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.
A lone figure in black armor stood atop a gray steel wall on the opposite side of the vast chasm. Judging by the figure's countenance, he was a high-ranked officer.
Due to his armor's helmet, it was hard to determine what he was looking at. But it was not hard to guess that he was observing the battle happening a distance away.
Thud.
Suddenly, another figure in black armor appeared behind him. This newly arrived figure knelt on one knee before saying, "Commander, the magical beast has been slain."
"Is it Commander Gidan?" the first figure, who had been addressed as the Commander, asked. From his tone, he did not appear perturbed by the magical beast's death.
"No. It was slain by an unknown... being."
"Unknown being?" The Commander asked, his voice suggesting his mood had turned foul from the news.