Legacy of the Dark Sage
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.
The Conclave's Stance (3)
Kyran had no plans of telling them who they were up against. At this point in time, they did not need to know that. His only goal was to open their eyes and stop being complacent.
"Most of the factions in the empire have started to move. Not to mention, they started to form alliances."
What he said was not entirely a lie. While the Royal Family began their conquest by assimilating most of the large factions in the empire, most small to medium factions had begun to form alliances.
This was something Kyran learned from Byron.
But Kyra did not plan on telling the members of the Conclave all the details. They did not need to know all the details at this point in time. They only need to understand the gist of the situation and hopefully, improve their mindset before it was too late.
"This all started after the emperor organized a meeting," Kyran paused to let them recall this incident, before continuing, "You know what happened after that, right?"