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.
The tribe leaders who learned about Coelus's corpse from their elders were silent throughout Aillos's narration of the recent events. They had an inkling that Aillos would reveal the truth about Coelus's tomb underground if he intended to wage a war. After all, if the battlefield happened in their plane, and The Emperor went all out, their plane's topography would be drastically changed. When that happened, the seal on Coelus's tomb would be destroyed, and the dragons would suffer from the influence of his corpse's magic energy. The consequences of such a war were too grave to contemplate.
To avoid that, Aillos had to come clean about the tomb and ask for everyone's cooperation to ensure the war would not come to their plane. Another option they could do was transfer Coelus's corpse to another place, but the problem was replicating the seal that the Ancients created.