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.
The owner of the voice was none other than Haylee, who emerged from the saferoom the Boyd family leaders escorted her to.
Going back a few minutes ago, after the Boyd family leaders left Haylee in the saferoom, she was supposed to rest. But after sensing the commotion outside, and the arrival of people with two familiar auras she left to take a look. She did not care much about the other aura because it was Osric's but the second aura somewhat gave her a bad feeling— the aura belonging to Tritus, the commander of the Templar Code.
Her bad feeling was soon realized after witnessing the battle between Osric and Tritus from afar. What was more, she could not see through Tritus's soul. It was as if there was a 'void' that prevented her from peaking at his soul.