Victoria was desperately pushing and crying out in panic: "Hank Clegg, Hank… save me...save the babies... Babies, run..."
Michael wanted to retreat and get the dog whistle.
Even though his sister was tough, it was impossible for her to handle these trained Rottweiler dogs all by herself.
Having a dog whistle would be helpful.
With a dog whistle, they would be able to command the dogs to leave her, allowing them to save their mother.
However, just as Michael reached the door, another Rottweiler had left his sister and was charging towards him.
Michael, without the agility of his sister, couldn't escape in time as the dog lunged at him. He stumbled and was knocked to the ground.
"Michael!" His sister was genuinely panicked now.
They were both trapped by the Rottweilers, and their mother was underneath a thug. They had no idea what to do.
"To hell with it!", she gritted her teeth. Her usually innocent eyes were sparking with murderous rage.
