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.
On the second day of the Grand Gathering, the Main Palace, a majestic structure of unparalleled beauty, opened its gates and allowed others without a formal invitation to enter and watch sparring matches in the dome.
With Aillos's official acknowledgment of the Regis Family into the Dragon Clan in last night's banquet, there was no longer a need to hide them from the other dragons. It also meant they could watch all the sparring matches in the dome.
To maintain order and security in the palace, all paths leading to residential mansions, including the annexes and complexes and other official establishments like the audience chamber, training hall, and more, were declared off-limits.
Surprisingly, dragons were sticklers to the rules. Thus, no new visitors ventured on those paths, even if no array formation was placed on them.