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

Breira's relentless kick sent Mo upward.

Others would have been hard-pressed to regain their bearings in such a situation, but Mo was the most powerful aide to the King of Armakea. All his battle experiences were ingrained into his bones to the point that even when under attack, his body would instinctively move accordingly.

"BREIRA!" Mo growled in anger, his magic energy exploding out.

Removing the force of attraction in his body coming from the plane's gravity, Mo's weight suddenly turned light as a feather and broke the momentum from Breira's relentless kicks.

"Ngh...!" Breira ground his teeth and braced himself for Mo's counterattack.

All Hell Break Loose (10)