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.
Most Likely Reason (1)
Malek furrowed his brows. He asked, "When you said 'me,' do you mean 'you,' or Disciple Tyr?"
Pointing this out made the rest of the council members look at Kyran with wide eyes.
They had been seeing Kyran as Tyr lately they had somewhat forgotten that he, as Kyran, was also targetted by the Royal Army.
No, it was no longer just the Royal Army but the Royal Family.
Kyran smiled bitterly and said, "Both."
"Both?"
Malia was the first one to react. While the others were a tad second late before exclaiming their exasperation.
"What do you mean?"
"You're not telling us they already know about you?"
"How is it possible?"
Callan, Sigma ang Avrum said almost at the same time.
Noir and Vaness did not voice their concern, however, they furrowed their brows as they look at Kyran. Both were surprised, yet somehow felt it was possible.