"Never mind, then…" Natasha sobered up.
Recalling those lord-rank dark beasts, she couldn't help but shudder.
"What about these two functions? When can you fix them?" Natasha shifted the topic.
"I don't know. A few days? A few weeks? A month? It depends on everyone's cooperation…"
Hearing this, the others turned to look at him.
Recalling they were in the midst of choosing a leader to manage the shelter, an inclination formed in their hearts.
But, fearful of offending Natasha and Skylar, no one dared to speak first.
"I give up the position of shelter leader. No need to mind me," Natasha declared, seeing through their thoughts.
With one concern removed, they couldn't help but turn toward Skylar.
With all eyes on him, Skylar had no choice but to speak.
"I admit your ability is impressive and could be key to our survival. But without strength, why should I follow you?" Skylar said calmly.
"Oh? Are you saying we settle this with a fight?" Nash muttered, intrigued.
