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.
Messed Up
One hour ago...
Alta glanced at Cyneah sideways as they were escorted by Marigold and a couple of other Crepuscule mages to the transmission room. She did not know how they ended up in such a tricky situation when they kept as low a profile as possible while the open auction was in progress. They bid on some items and even won a couple to keep up appearances, but when the items were delivered to their room, to their horror— luckily, it did not show on their faces— Estrid was the one who came.
Maybe it was because of Cyneah's innate magic, but when Estrid exerted her magic influence on them, she did not affect her. In fact, Cyneah had cast an invisible veil around the four of them and protected them against Estrid's magic influence.