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.
Kyran knew he could be reckless at times, but he would not cause discord that could potentially jeopardize his own plans— at least, not intentionally. He also considered how the Dragon Emperor, his aides, and the rest of the Array Saints working on the new array would react if he appeared there with Alta and Leif.
Not wanting to cause unnecessary drama, Kyran made sure to warp inside Raya's tent while extending his concealment range to hide Alta and Leif's aura and presence.
As a matter of fact, he did not have to conceal their aura and presence because they were aware of what would happen if the dragons knew about them.
While two of the Dragon Emperor's aides had already known about their presence and they had likely reported it to the former, knowing they were there and suddenly appearing before them were two entirely different things. It was not wrong to think that they would react more strongly to the latter than the former.