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.
Cyneah's brow furrowed as she sensed the scene below. Like she could not see Kyran's light, the numerous spheres below did not emit light. They were instead covered in boundless darkness.
Soon after, the darkness that covered these spheres was replaced by lights with varying intensity.
It was the varying intensity of lights, as well as their numbers, that caught Cyneah's attention, resulting in furrowing her brows.
"Kyran, how do you plan on dealing with all of them?"
Before Kyran could respond, a mechanical roar reverberated in the air, causing every knight behind him to feel goosebumps up their arms.
This roar was followed by the reveal of what was inside the massive sphere.
Their expressions instantly turned grave after seeing a gigantic automaton emerging from the massive sphere. It tore out of the sphere like a fierce beast unable to contain its thirst for blood.