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.
Styx's team consisted of Neo, who was responsible for scouting; Addie, a female Mercenary Hall member with short wavy blonde hair and light brown eyes, specializing in wind magic; and two Chamber of Commerce members. They were twins who both had dark brown hair and green eyes. Mitchel possessed support magic Bind; the other was a combat mage specializing in crossbow, Archel.
All of them wore black coats on top of their usual uniforms for this event.
The coat was embued with magic and physical enhancements and protections prepared by Chairman Noir.
Of course, Neo was the only one who knew that the one who actually made the enhancements was Kyran. But they did not need to know that.
As soon as the Courtenay representative, who also served as the event's announcer, declared the start of the hunt, the Royal Army made a beeline toward the island's northern area.
Styx and the rest, perplexed by their sudden action, followed suit.