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.
Hearing Kyran's confidence in his voice, Aillos decided not to pry on his plans. Besides, he had no plans to help, so asking Kyran how he planned to approach the master of the underground auction might give him the wrong impression. Moreover, Aillos might want to know Kyran's current objectives, but he had no intention of providing assistance. At most, he could provide some advice and point Kyran on the right track.
While Aillos's thoughts might seem arrogant, his past experiences with Lucian couldn't be ignored. This history would undoubtedly make his advice valuable to Kyran.
It was a bitter realization that Aillos was currently limited in his actions.
When the news of what happened to the Blade Dancer Clan reached him, knowing that Kyran had left because he had gone to check on some people who happened to be in the Blade Dancer plane, Aillos already had a foreboding.