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.
Patriarch Ernst made an appearance at dinner in the Courtenay Land. He told everyone that the investigation on the island was still underway, although they were almost done. They would then share a detailed report with the leaders of each faction in a meeting scheduled for tomorrow morning.
As the hushed discussion started among them, Ernst added that the competitions would resume tomorrow. All events canceled that day would resume tomorrow afternoon, while the rest of the events would resume the day after tomorrow following the exact schedules.
Ernst's second announcement caused the tension that had started to dwindle to build up again. After all, there was no telling if another incident would happen again.
Stella and Silas received the updates while waiting in Kyran's room.