Remus lifted his head and watched as the staff came down on him. There was no trace of panic on his face. Instead, his smile grew wider and wider, and his energy emanated from him once again.
The cocoon-like encasement of beast fur surrounding him suddenly exploded into billions of threads shooting outward. Instead of dodging, he charged directly at the giant staff that was millions of times larger than himself.
Shortly after, Remus clashed with the staff, and from a distance, it looked like an ant trying to lift a golden pillar. Despite this stark contrast, Remus did not retreat even a little. He was locked in a standoff with the staff, neither side giving way.
"It's time..." Francis slowly said.
Suddenly, an enormous apparition appeared behind him. It took the form of an old man dressed in a robe. Upon closer examination, it was clear that this figure was none other than Francis himself. It was his avatar!
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