Then, before the homebody witch could clearly see what the isolated island looked like, the Great Dragon loosened its claws and tossed the "Princess" at the entrance of a cave on the cliff, before soaring up to the peak.
Dorothy, who was thrown and landed face-first: "...."
Well, these Great Dragons in the Spirit World really don't follow rules, luckily I'm tough-skinned; if it were a delicate Princess, that throw might have killed her on impact.
The homebody witch patted her bottom, stood up reluctantly.
Then, she looked around, especially inside the cave, feeling even more speechless.
Hmm, cave with bare walls, aside from the barren walls, there's literally nothing else. Even prison cells provide a few bundles of straw to sleep on, don't they?
She internally complained like this.
