Neat, white horses and white carts, interesting touch, although a bit short as a response, we'll have to push further.

The night was quiet as Jake stood there; his heart heavy with indifference. He raised his arms to the sky and called upon the moon goddess, praying that she would have mercy on the villagers whose lives he had destroyed. The goddess heard his call, and with a flash of light, a caravan of white horses appeared, pulling wooden carts filled with goods, provisions, and even a box of gold.

The moon goddess speaks up, her voice carrying the weight of her divine power. "Your callousness is unacceptable, Jake," she says. "But you owe a debt to Sarah for the harm you've caused. I will bind you to her until she has finished helping these villagers. You will not be able to leave her side until then."

Jake snarls, but there is nothing he can do. The binding is strong and unbreakable, and he is **** to stay with Sarah as she begins to organize the villagers and distribute the goods and provisions provided by the moon goddess.