Their eyes remained locked on that pillar of golden light. The air seemed to freeze, and the tension climbed to an absolute peak.
Lupin's body was tense to the limit, sweat trickling down his temple. His legs trembled slightly as reason and instinct fought a mad battle within him—he was on the verge of turning tail and running.
By comparison, Sirius was in much better shape, but he too felt that suffocating threat. His fingers curled slightly, his brow furrowed, and a rare expression of vigilance appeared on his face.
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