Getting the meteorite iron was one thing but the challenger to it was another. The five families of Zhanbert aside from the city lord. Out of the five of them, he was most familiar with the Robertson. What was the relationship between him and them, it was enemies. Though Rex knew that they had not realized that he had already regarded them as such, his payback was coming very soon.
How did they became enemies would have to go back to the previous days.
Inside the stone walls of the prison, Rex's boots echoed sharply on the cold floor as he walked through the darkened corridors. The clanging sounds of chains and the cacophony of prisoners yelling filled the air. Their calls echoed against the steel bars, their desperation seeping through the walls of their cells. Some banged on the bars with their fists, others cursed at passing guards, and a few even threw themselves against the walls, as if trying to break free from their imprisonment with sheer will.