"I'm not letting go no matter what you say!!!"
A loud shout shattered the quiet atmosphere of the church.
Fat Orange and the other cats stopped their training and turned to look, only to see Levin holding the Eye of the Golden Crow in one hand and covering his bleeding nose with the other, his complexion pale and trembling.
Marvin bent down to pick up the soccer ball made of cow bladder wrapped in leather, opened the small door on the side of the church, and returned it to the eagerly waiting children outside.
"Thank you, Priest!"
The children shouted their thanks and ran off laughing.
Ker Street belonged to a residential area, where many children liked to kick the ball on the street during their free time. Occasionally, balls would end up in someone else's yard, but...
