Despite the potential benefits, Rain remained cautious, understanding the dangerous balance required to navigate the treacherous landscape of the prison. Not everything that shines is gold, and not everyone who might help him is truly a friend.
In any case, there weren't many ways to force that guy to cooperate with him, at least for now, so Rain decided to use the core that he had become and attach it to some weapon. That would make him feel some pain. It had been a while since he had made some forearm guards. The previous ones were lost when they were captured, so he decided to make them.
"Those would be so useful with their durability, but I guess it can't be helped…" Rain thought.
