Remus stepped forward.
This time, he did not hide anything.
His aura erupted, completely unleashed—no restraint, no suppression, no mercy.
The ground beneath his feet cracked in a violent spiderweb pattern as a crushing pressure detonated outward like an invisible tsunami.
Trees in the courtyard bent violently, wood splintering, leaves ripping free before snapping in half as if crushed by a giant's hand.
Windows across the mansion shattered simultaneously, glass bursting outward in glittering waves.
Stone tiles ripped themselves from the ground and shattered midair under the sheer distortion of force. Even the sky seemed to ripple as the air vibrated unnaturally.
James and Clara screamed.
The pressure slammed into them like a falling mountain. They dropped to their knees instantly, then flat onto the ground. Their lungs refused to expand.
Their ribs creaked. Their bones felt as though they were grinding against each other.
