Seven Years Ago…
The coastal city of Eldoria was known for its crystal-clear waters and towering white cliffs. To Kael Veyne, it was home.
He had once lived a peaceful life with his younger sister, Elira. Their parents were
merchants, constantly traveling, leaving the two siblings to rely on each
other. Elira was everything
to him bright, adventurous, always pulling him into trouble with her wild
ideas. "Come on, Kael! Let's sneak onto the ships again! We'll be pirates for a day!" Kael, always the
cautious one, would sigh but follow her anyway. But one night, everything changed. Amercenary group known as the Black Maw raided the city. Their leader, a ruthless water mage named Vaelin Dross, drowned entire
sections of Eldoria with forbidden magic. Kael fought to protect his sister, but he was just a teenager with barely any combat
experience.
In the chaos, Elira was taken. Kael chased after her captors, battling through waves of enemies, but by the time he reached the
docks… it was too late. He saw Vaelin
standing over the edge of the pier, holding Elira's limp body. "Too slow," the
mercenary sneered. And then—he dropped her into the ocean. Kael screamed. He dove in, but
the currents were too strong. He searched for hours. He never found her body. That night, Kael Veyne swore vengeance.
He pushed himself into brutal training, mastering water magic until he became
one of the most formidable knights in the Crimson Fangs. But no matter how strong he became, he could never wash away his failure.
Present
Day – The Mission Begins
Kael stood at the edge of a ruined fortress, scanning the entrance as rain poured from the stormy sky. "Multiple enemies
inside," he muttered. "Two at the front gate. More waiting deeper in." Raze cracked his knuckles. "Guess we'll have to knock first." Lyra smirked. "Let's make it a grand entrance."Kael nodded. His blue yes darkened. He'd spent years hunting mercenary groups like Ebon
Requiem,
trying to fill the void left by his sister's death. Tonight, he would
drown them in their own sins. The Battle Begins
Raze moved first, unleashing a wave of fire that blasted the fortress doors open. The guards
barely had time to react before Lyra and Garrik charged in, cutting them down
with precise, earth-enhanced strikes.
Kael's hands glowed with blue energy
as he stepped forward. The moment an assassin rushed him, he raised a hand— water Surged from the rain,
forming into a spear. "You're
in my way." He sent the spear
flying, impaling the enemy through the chest. More enemies appeared,
pouring out from the fortress halls.
Mira smashed the ground, sending
stone spikes through their ranks, while Raze burned through their defenses. Kael fought like a
man possessed. He weaved through the battlefield, his water
magic flowing like a deadly dance.
One by one, their enemies fell. Until A
deep voice echoed from the shadows.
"So… you're the Crimson Fangs' elites." The team turned as a
tall figure emerged from the corridor. He wore black
robes with silver markings—the symbol of Ebon Requiem. His face was hidden behind a mask, but Kael felt something familiar. The man raised his hand, and instantly, the rain around them froze mid-air. A dark chill crept over Kael's skin.
" No
It can't be—" The enemy removed
his mask. It was Vaelin
Dross. The man who killed
his sister. Kael's breath caught in his throat. His heart pounded. Vaelin smiled. "Long
time no see, kid." Kael's vision blurred with rage and grief. Without thinking, he lunged
forward, water magic surging in his hands. " VAELIN!!" The battle was about to change everything.