Damien, who had finished meeting with the magistrate of the two towns away from them, traveled back through his own carriage which was pulled by the four black horses attached to the front of the carriage he was in. The rain poured down from the heavens which seemed less likely from the heavens but from hell with the force it fell down on the ground and the roof of the carriage.
The coachman wore the raincoat to cover and protect himself from the oncoming rain, his face wearing something similar to the glass which avoided the rain from getting into his eyes and hindering his sight.
