When Doria regained consciousness, blinking groggily as the last strands of dizziness faded, she was greeted by a shocking sight.
Her sister Helen—along with a young man she had never met before—was locked in fierce combat with a group of villagers.
"Stop it! What are you doing?! Don't hurt them!" she cried out, stumbling to her feet. "Sister, they're good people! They gave us food and took care of us. Have you forgotten already?"
Helen shot her a look like she was the biggest fool in the world.
"Have you lost your mind from eating too much bread? Look at these people! Do they look like 'good people' to you? Now get over here and help!"
Snapping out of her daze, Doria finally took a proper look at the villagers. Her eyes widened in horror.
