Destructive Magic.
It was exactly what it sounded like.
A merciless force that could reduce anything it touched to nothing but dust. A singular, devastating power—bestowed upon the Ashstone bloodline by the Goddess Hecate herself. An invisible blade meant to obliterate any threat daring enough to endanger the Haynes Empire.
It had been created for one purpose: protection.
And House Ashstone had never strayed from that path. Not once.
Never had they used their power for selfish gain. Never had they unleashed it for personal ambition. It had always been wielded for the sake of stopping catastrophes, whatever shape they took—landslides, floods, monster invasions, enemy sieges. It didn't matter. Against all odds, Destructive Magic stood as an invincible shield.
An invincible shield... that the imperial family could never stop resenting.
