Foley had peacefully surrendered when they had been captured, the numbers and their position had been too much to match. They had given him the least of a beating though his leg stung quite a bit, he had been awake for the entire ordeal taking note of how they entered and where they went. Always the strategist they want them alive and once captured escape would prove more viable than an outnumbered and poorly positioned fight. He'd been sent to work with locals and guide the other students here as he'd grown up Orello, the ruins they were in showed signs of structural decay and few load-bearing walls remained as well. 

Each boy had been placed in swiftly made cells, they didn't have enough men for dedicated guards and as such would just occasionally check on them. He knew the others would no doubt be planning their own escape, Foley's hands had been cuffs but they did not shackle his legs or bind him to the wall. Foley didn't speak, talking would only draw the guards back. Goal one, unlock the door.

Pieces of brick, thin wires lay about his cell no doubt pieces used when the ruins had been created. Also, present he heard Morgan moving no doubt to escape his own cell Foley carefully bent a long piece of wire. Remembering breaking into grandfather's personal study for new reading materials or just to prove he was not some idiot child to the old man. When he heard it click he smiled and moved to his second goal remove the cuffs upon his wrists.

Collecting a large piece of fallen brick he looked over the cuffs a moment deducing the weak point would be the part that allowed the cuff to rotate and be fit over the wrist. Carefully as he heard Morgan working with the chains in the further cell he slammed the brick into the joint of the cuffs until it busted. That done one goal remained, kill the guards.

Gripping the brick behind his back as the guards arrived before they could open his cell door Luin attacked them. An ample distraction getting up slowly thanks to the bruising on his leg he moved to the cell door, Luin had taken most of the guards it seemed, one remained, with as much haste as he could manage he moved to a down soldier draw a knife from his belt while the remaining guard taunted Luin. Lunging forward he grabbed the rifle and stabbed the soldier through the throat.

Standing up the rifle under one arm as a crutch for his bad leg, as he let the man fall pawing at the knife in his throat. Foley offered a hand up to Luin speaking quietly. "Good work. They hit my leg pretty hard I can walk but can't run. We should load the rifles and wait for Morgan to return, hopefully with our things. "The hallway is easily defendable we have ammo and multiple rifles. Not to mention prisoners if need be, our best chance is to wait and try to get ourselves in better shape. Trying to run after the beating we took would be pointless." He said grabbing the keys and removing Luin's cuffs. 

"We cannot fight hard so we fight smart." He paused a moment. "If we could start a big enough fire or a big enough explosion, we could signal our allies. Get them to come get us." He spoke then thought a moment. "They are using rifles yes? I could use the powder to shape an explosive that might draw their attention but would leave without the guns." He spoke laying out the options for them, Morgan was not here and a choice needed to be made.