[h1][center][b]Kaze[/b][/center][/h1]

At the sound of the door opening to his cell Kaze opened his eyes. An unfamiliar person stepped in, sight and scent were totally different. Never mind the fact they actually spoke to him and somehow knew his name. They undid the muzzle, letting his jaw open wide and crackle loudly now that it could move. Apparently someone was liberating the prison of its prisoners. That was always well and good considering they were imprisoned simply for existing. When a good bit of the locks were undone he simply shifted, bending at the waist, which snapped the remaining bars holding him down.

"I'm surprised they didn't melt it all down." He growled out. That incredibly deep voice was odd sounding, like multiple people speaking at once. Almost as if he had multiple sets of lungs and vocal cords, which might be a possibility considering his draconic appearance. Stretching his body this way and that he limbered up his joints. He had been held stationary for so long it almost hurt to move again. Rolling his shoulder he followed Corona out of his cell and looked around. Guards were downed, some dead some not.

Kaze went to the lock-up that was on his cells floor. It was cleared out except his own stuff, simply because no one could move it. He snagged the shield while his tail coiled around the haft of the maul. His free hand hefted the axe up onto his shoulder. Even without armor, clad in a simple red and gold kilt, he looked like some sort of war god. It didn't take him long to just smash his way out to the courtyard and out into the nice fresh air. Lifting his nose he inhaled deeply, even with all the smoke, blood, and dust he could smell the difference in air quality.

Corona started up a speech that was largely lost on the dragon man who was enjoying the breeze. He did catch that they could leave and do their own thing or go with him. Considering the Sentinels would be after him again he figured it'd be easier just to go with the liberator.