Lessyr

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.

Legacy of the Dark Sage

Gidan and a hundred abled fighters stood atop their border's steel walls and scanned the field before them. He had a scowl as he remembered what Kyran suggested to keep their enemies at bay.

"Show yourself with all the abled fighters while wearing full armor. Then, appear as menacing as possible on top of the steel walls. If you do this, the enemies will think you are up to something and will hesitate to attack so soon."

To be honest, Gidan did not want to follow the younger man's advice, but he understood the logic behind showing up before the enemy with a dignified and menacing appearance right after winning a battle where they were expected to lose— it was to make the enemy believed they were about to retaliate. In short, a psychological attack.

Gidan followed Kyran's advice because of what he witnessed in the Infirmary a few hours ago.

Night Raid (1)