The sky had turned dark and the first twinkling stars peeked through the scattered clouds, providing some light in the dark sky of the night.
However, despite how deep the night is, Coco was far from finished with her missions.
The thought of resting or admiring the scenery didn't even cross her mind at this moment, her focus was entirely consumed by finishing the last mission she had on her hand.
Coco huffed, her breath escaping her lungs in a sharp exhale as she hoisted a large crocodile onto her shoulder.
With a quick glance at the mission at hand, her eyes scanned the details.
"Two crocodiles and one flying pig." Coco muttered, a brief spark of annoyance flickering across her face as she realized that she understood the mission wrong earlier.
"I swear I read that it only needs one each." Coco grumbled, upset that the mission was not yet complete.
