It wouldn’t be until they were a good block or two away before the Volunta ceased in its propulsion. Skidding to a stop, Kiara jolted as her feet made contact with solid ground once more. Likewise, the rest of the group didn’t fare too well. Giltwith spluttered out onto the ground, rolling out before finally catching himself to a halt.

“Heh, hope it wasn’t too rough,” Kiara said shakily. “At least we got away, right?”

“Indeed we did. Though I’m afraid we’ll have more problems soon. Look up.”

Kiara did so and immediately frowned. The sun was already beginning to rise up over the horizon, slowly illuminating the city to a new day. Suddenly, Kiara became aware of just how tired she really was. Any more exhaustion, and she would pass out.

“Did we really waste the whole night?” Kiara muttered, rubbing her sleep deprived eyes.

Elsewhere at the hospital, Spencer took note of the rising sun as he followed Jackie inside. Tipping his fedora forward, he smirked knowingly before heading inside himself.

“Excuse me.”

He paused at the voice, realizing that someone was blocking their way. A girl? He glanced at her armor. No, a Knight.

The girl looked them over before pausing.

“Are you Miss Jackie? And Mr. Spencer?