Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141006193518/@comment-25038310-20141111211437

Sander grinned at them until they were out of sight. He quickly tried freeing himself by struggling with the chains, but as always, it had no effect. Until then, he noticed a small, strange bottle on another table close to his. It was not enough to burn all of the chains, only one. He quickly declined the idea, until he saw the knife the doctor had used to cutt of his arm, and with his old arm next to it. He sighed, annoyed that he had to use acid to burn his limbs off.

He grabbed the edge of the table with his hand, and knocked it over. The bottle quickly fell on his hand and the chain, which melted the chain and his hand. He had to hold in his yells of pain so he wouldn't attract attention.

His hand was free and regenerated, and with it, he grabbed the large knife and swiftly cutted off his minor limbs - hand and feet.

It hurt immensely, and he nearly screamed of pure agony of the toruture he had to inflict on himself just to free himself. He waited until these regenerated, before stumbling off the table on the floor, dizzy. He quickly got up, and smiled at himself.

He looked up with a sinister facial expression at the direction of the emperor and the doctor.

The caged beast is free.