"Stop right there!"
A sharp blade with a cold light suddenly shot at Dorothy, who was still standing there. Edward, who was in the grass, could not take it any longer. The moment he was about to rush out to block the trajectory of the knife, a figure got there faster than him and blocked the sharp blade before he could.
The sharp blade clattered to the ground and broke directly. Seeing this, everyone drew in a deep breath and they were even more shocked when they saw the person who had stopped the knife.
An elderly old lady made her way slowly next to Dorothy on crutches as she glanced over in the direction of the grass and snorted rather coldly. She used her cane to support Dorothy, who could faint at any given moment. After that, she gave the hunters who had attacked Dorothy a very se
