"Interesting."
Zarek observed the scene with a nonchalant gaze. It wasn't just him, others with two guards received the same treatment. The prisoners with only one guard avoided them entirely, lowering their heads and refusing to make eye contact.
It was obvious. Those with two guards were considered far more dangerous, so dangerous that the others were scared out of their minds, too afraid to even glance their way.
As Zarek continued walking deeper underground, he eventually came upon a cavernous area, dimly lit, with countless ores embedded in the rough stone walls.
"Get to mining," said the first soldier beside him, his voice tinged with lingering fear.
"Hmm." Zarek simply nodded.
Then he looked down at his cuffs:
"How am I supposed to mine like this?"
"Oh, right." With trembling hands, the first soldier took out a key and unlocked the chains.
Now free, Zarek stretched his body casually, his movements calm and unbothered.
