Everyone's attention was drawn by Amy's voice, upon which their eyes widened in unison.
Amy was holding one corner of the black-robed servant's robes, while the rest of it was draped onto the floor. As a result, the servant was revealed to be a thin and wiry cat hovering in the air with its green eyes wide open as if it had been frozen in shock.
Mistress Bartoli's servant was a cat?!
"Meow!"
Ugly Duckling had already climbed onto Amy's shoulder, and it cried out as it leaped high into the air, extending a tiny paw to swat the black cat on the head.
"Smack."
The paw didn't land with much of an impact at all.
Ugly Duckling tumbled through the air before rolling onto the ground, finally ending up on its backside, looking as if it had been hurt more by the fall than the black cat had been hurt by its paw strike.
"Argh!"
