Dorothy rushed forward and her Bowie knife glinted red under the sunlight. Her blade was drenched in the blood of wolves.
Another battle ensued!
Dorothy found out something was wrong when she killed half of the Rogues. The Rogues were not strong enough, but they appeared to feel no pain. Dorothy looked at a Rogue still charging at her with half his head cut off and a vague suspicion flooded her mind.
She had seen such Rogues as these before. She recalled the image of Joshua and the Rogues attacking the pack last time. That must mean that it was Joshua who was attacking her now!
Dorothy looked around and suddenly, she could make out a figure in a nearby bush. He had on Joshua's favorite clothes.
Dorothy followed the figure closely with her eyes and killed all the Rogues pursuing her on
