Setting myself into a low fighting stance I knew there was little chance for escape, but that didn't mean I was just going to hand myself over without kicking some griffon ass, so just myself being stupid and cocky I shouted "Come on I'll waste all yo feathered asses!" Gaining a pissed off look the first one lunged at me, I simply sidestepped him bringing my knee up to say a nice 'hello' to his face. The second one was more cautious slowly approaching me before letting loose a few swipes at my legs in an attempt to incapacitate me. I jumped over his swipes and pinned him to the ground before knocking him out. Standing back up I didn't have enough time to react before being tackled by two more griffons. Reaching into my pouch which it seems they too k no notice of, I grabbed two suriken and stabbed one into both of the griffon's necks. Throwing them off I grabbed two more suriken from my pouch and threw them to meet the throats of two more griffons. I was about to throw another one before noticing some dirt falling onto my head. Looking up I saw a large stone about to fall on my head. "Shit." The stone fell from place and struck my head knocking me out. Three weeks passed during my partially failed escape, I say partially because I helped the Pegasus escape, at least it wasn't a total failure. As I sat there my hands and chained to wall I began to channel energy through my body. This is something I had noticed the day after my partially failed escaped, back on Earth I was an avid believer in energies both natural and spiritual, When I tried to channel energy I got more than the tingling I normally got instead, my hand started to glow pure black. Every day after that moment I began to practice channeling energy into my hand in hopes of this being my key to escape this place. The days passed and my power increased, but the damned griffons had begun to resort to torture for the information I withheld from them. Each night they would come, ask for the information I had on my homes military training and weapons, when I didn't reply they would sear my skin with white hot rods made of iron, or they would cut my chest with their talons. This went on for two years until I had become strong enough not in physical strength but in the mysterious energy I had come to hold. Channeling a small amount of the energy into my hand I sent a shock wave through my hands to the chains binding me to the wall. Walking to the door i placed my right hand on it, after sending another shock wave through it, the door went flying off its hinges. I then proceeded to the armory as stealthily as I could, it was there I believed my weapons and clothing were. Keeping to the shadows, I managed to pass every griffon without alerting a single one. Upon reaching the armory I sent a small blast into the lock mechanism effectively destroying it. After entering and retrieving my weapons and clothing I 'suited up' and made my escape. Upon approaching the front entrance I was met with a wall of about fifty or so griffons. "Give up, you're out numbered and out matched." "You may have the numbers, but do you have the skill?" I began to run at the wall before jumping and sending a blast of energy below me, launching me over the griffons and to the entrance. Making my way out of the castle I began to run for the forest as sirens blared from somewhere in the castle. And that brings us back to now, with me being chased by a group of griffons.