Cordelia sprinted along a narrow corridor with Gunn and Fred close behind her; there was no sign of her boyfriend just yet but they had to find him soon. They had already tangled with four demonic guards, after that Gunn had offered to go in front but with the fury Cordelia was feeling she could probably take on a dozen of the nasties without so much as breaking a nail.

She came to the end of the passageway and looked left and right, around each corner she saw a welcome sight, cages. Big ones. With bolts on the doors, unreachable from the inside, no problemo from the outside. Now she just had to find the right cage before she let anything else out. After all not all half-demons were necessarily nice ones. She hurried left as Gunn and Fred rushed off to the right.

"Delia darlin." Groaned a familiar voice about half-way along the row of cages, "Am I glad to see you."

"Doyle!" Cordelia joyfully flung herself at the bolt of his door and dragged it back, "Guys, I got him." She screeched; moments later she was snuggled tightly into his arms.

The others raced back as fast as they could, "Good to have you back man." Said Gunn giving Doyle a slap on the back, "Should we let out some of these other guys do you think?"

Doyle nodded his agreement, "I've been talking to some of them, and I think they're all okay."

Gunn acknowledged the statement with a brief nod, "Yeah, we might as well totally screw up the dumb-ass ritual." He marched back down the corridor casually flipping back bolts, Fred scuttled after him.

Doors started to creak open and an odd assortment of demons began sticking their noses, beaks and snouts around their cell doors. "Its okay," Doyle assured them as he walked past, "We're escaping."

At that multitudes of different demons began to spill out of the cages to hurry towards the exit.