And these wicked people filling the streets looked intimidating but, in fact, their strength was just a bit stronger than mortals, not really troublesome. It wasn't that Dorothy looked down on mortals; it was just that looking around, all she could see was Mana Replenishing Bread.
In any case, the Homebody Witch knew all too well that her real enemies were not these NPC passers-by, but those Angels who could descend at any moment.
She needed to seize every moment to develop herself to repel the initial wave of the Angels' attack; she had no time to waste playing cat and mouse or acting like a pig to eat a tiger with these NPCs.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Upon hearing Dorothy say this, Denisha, although not fully understanding, still nodded in agreement.