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.
Provocation (3)
"Whoever he is, he's quite skilled at concealing his aura and presence," Crei remarked, looking at the young man as well. "If he chose to hide himself, it would take a while even for us to detect him."
Thorn scowled after hearing his uncle's positive remark about Kyran. But he ultimately chose not to comment and remained silent.
Crei noticed his nephew's behavior and his suspicion about how and where the latter met the young man only increased. The fact that Lord Aillos asked his nephew not to tell anyone further confirmed this.
"I get that you can't say where you know him, but you can at least tell us his name, right?" Anahita chimed in while looking at Thorn.
Seemingly annoyed at being pestered about Kyran, Thorn begrudgingly replied, "Null. That's his name."
"Null," Anahita repeated with a playful smile on her face. "Is it a play on his ability to conceal himself?"