When the sun was starting to set, Ryan had already done all of his preparations. Still, in the end, he caught himself being overly worried about the possible outcomes. He even gave some of his potions to Natasha, but in the end, he also lent his spatial ring that was completely filled with them. Why? Because Ryan wouldn't need any potions…
"All right, buddy," Ryan said to Furball. "Your job is to keep attacking the monsters from a safe distance. You will be carrying someone else on your back, so try to be gentle. Also, don't bite her unless she is a lost cause."
Natasha frowned when she heard that. If it was a joke, it wasn't funny, and Ryan didn't smile or laugh either. In any case, she was thankful for the fact that she would move on Furball's back. He was fast and sturdy, so he was a perfect watch… wolf.
