"Stop there!" A disciple of Kenington asked coldly, "Who are you? Why are you at our camp?!"
"I'm leaving!" Remus answered.
There was no one to look for here, so Remus didn't bother to talk much. He shuttled through the stone forest, swiftly flying through the air.
Soon, he arrived at the camp of the Monington, where everyone was dressed in white robes.
"Glinda..." Remus smiled.
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