Gyro took two batons from the ground and put them in his steel ball holster, he held one in his hands and beat the guard on the floor until he stopped moving and writhed like a worm. He paced down the hallway, looking around him and seeing some more cells. Now a few feet away from the group he gestured for them to continue. "We should start making our way down and out of this place, we need to find our weapons first! No need to stay here and waste time!" He shouted behind his shoulder. As he turned around a guard came charging towards him, he held his grazed arm and ran to the guard; Gyro head-butted the guard and became dazed. They both held their heads in pain but Gyro spun and extended the baton he had in his hands and swung it at the guard's temples. 
"Mama Mia!..." Gyro says, exhausted.