He had the map of Wind Valley stored in his inventory and everything was completely ready to begin the march toward the nation of Kalistia.
However, just as he was about to take his first step into the light of the portal, the echo of rushed, noisy footsteps resounded.
"Hey! Stop right there, Ryan!"
The shout full of indignation belonged to Helen, who came running at full speed with her armor only half-adjusted and her black hair completely disheveled from waking up so suddenly.
Right behind her walked Mirian, who held her divine bow firmly and showed a look of evident annoyance on her face.
Both warriors stopped a few meters from the group, breathing heavily and locking their gazes onto Ryan.
"May I know what you two are doing?" Ryan asked, raising an eyebrow with resignation.
"Where do you think you're going without telling us anything?" Helen demanded, crossing her arms angrily.
"You intended to leave while we were asleep!"
