After a few minutes, Sinclair and Alithe left their home, their footsteps echoing as they walked away from the house.
They walked back to the carriage, the sound of their footsteps growing fainter and fainter as they went further away and into the carriage.
The carriage was quick to move, running along the street.
As the carriage's noises faded away in the background, Coco slowly lifted herself up from her position on the floor, her body feeling slightly sore from the fall.
Konoha, the white adorable cat, had already released her from her hold.
The black haired woman stood up, her limbs a bit shaky and her legs a bit numb, as she looked at the feline, who was now back in her normal, small size.
Coco let out a small sigh, rubbing her sore shoulders.
Coco stood up and walked into the house, her steps a bit unsteady from the earlier fall.
