After Remus finished speaking, the candles in the room flickered rapidly, and their flames became brighter. The candlelight on the bedside grew to twice its initial size. Although it was just a small blaze, it burned strongly. It felt as if they were in a fire pit.
The glimmer from the Midnight Opal flickered while the Thunderstrike Wood was buzzing, and the sound of thunder rang out from within it.
At first, Jean was doubtful of whether Remus could change her fate.
In the next second, she could not see anything. It was as if the world was empty, and no one was around her. In this realm, it seemed there was no distinction between heaven and earth, southeast, west, or north. No one could differentiate between up and down or left and right.
A path appeared before her. It was a long and quiet path. There was no telling where it led.
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