"Phew, I made it just in time. Seriously, Aunt Elizabeth at this time of day is pretty terrifying."
Even though Dorothy only caught a brief glimpse, she still clearly saw the appearance of the witch arriving in that bloody light stream.
It was none other than her stepmother's second sister, Elizabeth.
Dorothy quite liked this always-friendly and gentle second aunt. After all, who wouldn't like a beautiful big sister who always greets you with a smile? She was definitely easier to get along with than that always stern-faced Aunt Camilla, who had the demeanor of a strict school principal.
However, this usually friendly second aunt was really frightening when she got angry. Dorothy felt that if her spellcasting had been a second slower, she probably wouldn't have escaped, because she sensed a terrifying Magic Power had already locked onto her, and she was just a hair's breadth away from being caught.
