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's pupils dilated. He knew in that instant that he fell to The Emperor's trap and trying to escape unscathed was impossible.
He could warp, yes, but he needed to focus his thoughts to a place he was familiar with or had been to before he could do so. Not only that, his magic energy consumption would depend on the distance of that place.
Previously, when he went to Somuli, Kyran had to warp at a nearby plane he had been to to get there. Even then, his used up almost all his magic energy. Fortunately, he did not pass out after that.
Another thing Kyran had to consider was his current location. He had an inkling he was already way outside the range of the planes he had been to. It was for this reason that he could not warp to the Human plane immediately. He needed to make sure if his magic energy was sufficient to make that long-range warp.