Ryland had walked around inside the Granite Cave, hoping to score a decent steel type Pokemon. He needed more Pokemon if he wanted to have a chance against challenging the Gym Leaders of Hoenn. The Teenage boy walked deeper into the cave, showing no fear. It wasn't even because he had his Incineroar with him. Ryland was scared of anything really. Living in Pyrite Town did that to people, or at least, that's what he had figured. He spoke to his Pokemon as he continued walking; saying, "Stay on guard, Jalapeno. This place could be crawling with Pokemon, so stay sharp."

The Incineroar gave a slight huff with a nod, listening to Ryland carefully. Then again, the big guy was doing that in the first place. Ryland knew his two Pokemon all too well. They wouldn't be so careless to not pay attention to whether something was attempting to sneak up on them and attack. Ryland trusted his Incineroar and Toxtricity, know full well that they could take care of a threat.