Chapter 91: 99% and 1%

**Thelma Zane’s POV:** If that was truly what she believed, then she must have lost her sanity. A mental institution seemed like the only logical place for her. I let out a cold snort, my tone sharp as I retorted, "Get rid of filth? And how exactly do you propose doing that? Will you wield those silver needles you cling to so desperately? Moon Goddess, grant her mercy! This old woman has clearly been driven mad by the very weapon she holds!" "You’re the lunatic here!" she shrieked, her voice shrill and unrestrained. "You’re nothing but a treacherous dog in league with witches! You want Dorothy to betray the werewolves, don’t you?" In a flash, Dorothy’s grandmother lunged at me like a feral animal, her movements wild and frenzied. Thanks to years of rigorous training, I was ready for her unprovoked attack. Dealing with someone so unhinged required no more than the reflexes I had honed over time. With practiced precision, I stepped aside and swiftly maneuvered to counter h