It took three kicks from Clause before the wall started to hang off its hinges and one hit from his fists took the entire thing down.
In awe, Emery clapped his hands together, cheering Clause on.
"That was so cool!" Emery shouted, running to his brother who was gripping his hand in pain. "Are you ok?"
"What kind of metal did they make that out of?" Clause asked pressing his throbbing hand with clenched teeth. "It is incredibly strong. We should take a sample back."
"But you were not even able to break it, just place a dent in it." Emery pointed at the dent on the metal. "How will you get a sample?"
"Simple." Clause said, taking a gun out of his pocket as he began shooting at the metal until the spot he punched it started to crack and some pieces flew off. "There we go."
Picking up the broken metal, Emery got to his feet and handed them to Clause who placed them into a small bag and then into his pocket.
