"Yay, I won."
When Alice opened her eyes again, she had resurrected in the war room of the arena, and the first thing she did upon regaining consciousness was to cheer like this.
"You won nothing, I clearly taught you the mushroom bomb for remote use, who told you to use it as a close-range tactic."
The little witch had just jumped up in excitement, and in the next moment, a fist appeared above her head, striking her back down to the ground.
"Oh, sister, you're off work?"
Alice didn't need to turn around; just from this familiar pain, she had already recognized the identity of the person who struck her. The little witch immediately showed a flattering smile and said so.
"Mm-hmm, I just happened to see Miss Alice showcasing her divine power, such formidable presence with a blow that resonated with heaven and earth."
Dorothy said in a displeased tone.
