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.
After Nolan got transported inside the tower, the projection he and Gustaff watched also disappeared.
Left with nothing else to do and a little bit disappointed that he would not be able to watch how Nolan planned to 'judge' Kyran's progress, Gustaff returned to his stall. By the time he arrived at the market side, he was surprised to see several returnees wandering around. He returned to his own stall and instantly asked his shopkeeper why there was a sudden surge of returnees.
Knowing about Gustaff's accursed ability, the shopkeeper, an older man with long white hair tied behind his back and wearing a brown overall, answered immediately. Apparently, there were disputes in hunting and territorial grounds in several locations within Ylfaen. After asking around, it seemed the cause of this was the new protocol made by the Royal Family.