Big distraction, got it. You take care of the guards, leave the rest to me.
[ Lancelot's manacles fall open, and Cain gives him a cheeky wink as he secrets the lockpicks back into his sleeve. Letting the knight deal with all the guards is more than Cain hoped to be able to count on, and more, really than he intends, even if Lancelot is capable of it. But it's a nice reassurance, and it makes his part in their escape plan significantly easier.
He waits for the guard's attention to wander to the sounds outside the door again, and then— ]
Help! Help, fire! We're on fire!
[ From his hand, a flame springs up, bright and growing larger. And larger and larger — a bit larger than Cain intends, if the flicker of chagrin on his face is anything to go by.
Still, it's more than a good enough distraction; the guards are immediately thrown into disarray, their confusion only hindered by the way the other prisoners are screaming and trying to throw themselves away from the flame. ]
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[ Lancelot's manacles fall open, and Cain gives him a cheeky wink as he secrets the lockpicks back into his sleeve. Letting the knight deal with all the guards is more than Cain hoped to be able to count on, and more, really than he intends, even if Lancelot is capable of it. But it's a nice reassurance, and it makes his part in their escape plan significantly easier.
He waits for the guard's attention to wander to the sounds outside the door again, and then— ]
Help! Help, fire! We're on fire!
[ From his hand, a flame springs up, bright and growing larger. And larger and larger — a bit larger than Cain intends, if the flicker of chagrin on his face is anything to go by.
Still, it's more than a good enough distraction; the guards are immediately thrown into disarray, their confusion only hindered by the way the other prisoners are screaming and trying to throw themselves away from the flame. ]