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.
When the explosion at the Lumley Ancestral Hall occurred, a similar thing happened in the Tower of Conclave. However, the one in the Tower of Conclave was a succession of explosions instead of a single one.
Kyran, who was still a few hundred meters from Osric and his people, was stunned at the explosion. Not only did he not sense it coming, but it also seemed to have occurred right outside his magic sense's range.
Osric smiled widely upon hearing the explosions and instantly released the full force of his magic pressure.
When Osric's magic pressure erupted, Kyran felt the influence of his magic sense starts to fluctuate.
Only then did Kyran realize how much Osric had held back his strength when fighting him earlier. After all, Kyran's magic sense had already attained the highest level it could reach. No one would have the ability to affect it.