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.
Voices
As Kyran suspected, some people followed his tracks as soon as he was a few hundred meters away from Tarrin Town. However, after following his tracks for almost two kilometers, they suddenly lost his trace and failed to locate any clue on which direction he went.
That location where they lost his track was where Kyran warped out to shake them off. They followed him way too obvious that he could sense them even if there were at least half a hundred-meter gap between them.
What made Kyran notice that he was being followed was their movements. They might think they concealed their movements and presence well. But with the activated Regis Body Tempering Technique, Kyran's sense of hearing was heightened to its peak.
Kyran was unsure why these people were following him and whether those men in grey suits sent them. But if they were, he felt hopeless for them.
He did not even care what they were doing in Tarrin.