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.
BOOM!
A loud explosion erupted from the sky of the Ylfaen Empire, creating powerful ripples above. It was soon followed by a shockwave that spread in every direction, with the location of the hole in the sky as the starting point.
Those people who persisted in investigating what was happening under the hole in the sky were the first ones to receive the brunt of the shockwave. Although no one died, all of them were blown away several hundreds of meters along with the trees and dirt, and sustained quite a number of internal and external injuries.
Myst and Raya were no exception. They were also blown away by the shockwave. However, they managed to escape unscathed after using the transmission scroll they kept with them for emergencies. They were then transported outside the Regis Estate's Inner Wall.
"W-What the hell was that just now?" Raya cried out in alarm as soon as he appeared. He directed his attention toward the direction of the hole at once.