When the door of the civilian transport opened, what stepped out was not what anyone had expected. Instead of some frail aristocrat or grizzled old commander, a massive figure emerged; it was a white giant, towering at 2.5 meters.
His battered armor hung in pieces, barely clinging to his frame, and a deep wound cut across his torso, gleaming faintly with strange, golden tech markings that pulsed with a faint, otherworldly light.
The medics and nurses on the landing pad blinked, momentarily stunned. Rex had long black hair that flowed past his shoulders and a chiseled, almost impossibly handsome face.
One of the nurses flushed bright red as his eyes met hers, and a few of the others exchanged glances, clearly caught off-guard by the sight of this rugged giant who looked like he'd walked straight out of some ancient legend. And right behind him, a group of Aegis units followed, their sleek, armored forms well-known around the underground city for their lethal efficiency.
