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.
Stella knew her request was unreasonable. However, she really could not leave the tower alone. Although Kyran had already fixed the Tower of Conclave's defensive array, and the central tower had a separate array formation, there was no guarantee that it would not be destroyed.
Osric was a Legendary. And to be honest, he had yet to get serious. He had not even used his all when they were looking for a way to destroy the tower's defensive array earlier. Stella believed that if he actually got serious, he could easily destroy and kill everyone inside. He did not do that only because he wanted to capture her alive. And right now, there was also Cyneah.
In any case, Osric might need Cyneah and Stella alive, but that would not prevent him from destroying the whole place.
Stella could not afford that, or, at least, she could not allow the central tower to fall. It was not about the place where it stood but the tower itself.