"Damn, is this for real?"
In the VIP box, when Dorothy saw the figure of the Lady Knight, she didn't react with excitement and shock like everyone else; instead, she felt as if she were facing an enemy.
This wasn't her fault for reacting incorrectly; she simply had a bit of PTSD.
Or perhaps she was just overthinking things, but the homebody witch's first reaction was that the Dragon King might also be after her, which she definitely didn't want to happen.
There was no other choice; her good sister and good disciple had already scared her before, and now the last of The Third King suddenly appeared, making it impossible for her not to overthink.
She was already contemplating whether to make a quick escape.
But that was just a thought, after all. If it's a blessing, not a curse; if it's a curse, one can't avoid it. If the Dragon King really wanted to act against her, any resistance on her part would be meaningless.
Since she couldn't resist, she might as well let it be.
