W2 (47)

Flickering the sword in his hand, Feral snorted disapprovingly before tossing it away.

“They’re all useless master especially since am more of a long ranger than a short ranger, the throwing knives and an extra bow might be useful but the swords, gauntlets, and the rest aren’t useful at all,” Feral said while stocking up a bunch of health and stamina potion Genad had also gotten into his interdimensional space.

“Is that so? I just took a little of everything so there wasn’t time to consider what was good and not,” Genad replied leisurely while taking a few health potions as well, he didn’t need the weapons as his sword was enough and the stamina potion barely had an effect on him so he left it all for Feral.

Paws, now in the form of a cat, stood helplessly while watching them bubble around before raising his paws to lick them lazily.

“So how much was all this master?” Feral asked leisurely as he admired the armor Genad had also brought, it increased protection but wearing something he