Oden formed a divine whip that stretched 100 yards in length, enveloped in sharp spirit energy spikes that cut through the air.
A blow from this whip could inflict deep wounds at the very least and, at its worst, slice through flesh as effortlessly as a steel blade.
As the whip hurtled toward Remus, everyone's hearts came to a halt. They couldn't believe how Remus could possibly endure a blow from Oden.
"Master Calsberg!" Henry called out urgently.
Sensing the impending danger, Glinda instinctively turned around, but Remus held her tightly.
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