"Dia!"
Hellion's strained voice roared through the silence of the dark dungeons, echoing back from the black walls that had seen much over the course of decades but what they were going to witness now was once in the entire history.
With a deep growl that rumbled from deep within his chest without him knowing about it, he lunged at one of the men who was holding the edge of the chain linked with the cufflinks around his wrists. The man wasn't ready for the attack as he wasn't expecting the sudden aggression out of this prisoner who hadn't even uttered a word until now.
Without giving anyone the time to figure out what was happening, Hellion put his arms around the man's neck as he turned him around and then locked the cufflinks above the nape of his neck. Applying a little force, he heard a satisfying crack indicating the breakage of the man's windpipe.
