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.
Ames jolted at Cade's words and shouted, "Don't! The path connecting the gate may look stable, but it's not. Once your feet touch that, there is no telling if it will lead you here. We need Kyran to stabilize the path."
She immediately turned to Teryl, one of the first Regis members to arrive in the Higher Realm, and said, "Contact Myst and let them know that the gate is—."
"There is no need to trouble Kyran over this, Lady Ames. We've anticipated this and made ample preparations."
Ames was not one to be startled that easily, but when she heard Cade's voice sounded too close to her ears, she almost jumped back in fright.
Standing approximately five feet before her, Cade was gaping at her awkwardly.
"S-Sorry," he apologized with an uneasy smile. "I did not mean to startle you, Lady Ames."
Before Ames could adequately form the question in her head, another person stepped out from the gate and lowered his head respectfully at her.