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.
Not Mine (2)
The three Eidums watching from above the steel walls were dumbfounded. It had only been about half an hour since the 'being' with dark hair jumped down the walls and confronted the horde. Now he was facing the magical beast and not losing out to it even with the latter's advantage in size.
That was not quite right. Saying the magical beast had the advantage in size was no longer valid with how easily the 'being' was cutting through its body.
Still, even after leaving so many cuts on the magical beast and making it bleed profusely, it did not seem like it was about to fall.
Since the Eidums noticed this, Kyran did too.