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.
SIZZLE!
The moment the murky black substance got hold of Kyran, it sizzled and disintegrated.
Surprisingly, when it happened, Gael's skin turned a shade of gray and red-purplish veins appeared on his neck, which snaked through to his temples. Blood also oozed down from the side of his mouth as if experiencing a magic rebound after the murky black substance started to disintegrate.
Such a phenomenon was not surprising. The murky black substance was part of Gael's domain, and he could turn it into anything, from offensive to defensive maneuvers. He could even use it as storage to detain his enemies or protect and hide his allies. This was the move he employed earlier to save Deception while keeping Kyran in place.