Laestrygon had lost count of the amount of time he spent in that dungeon. King Eduard had put him under the worst tortures the Medieval mind with access to magic could come up with. And as it turns out, Medieval people could be very creative.

Of course, Laestrygon hated this situation. He didn't like that someone was torturing him when he should be torturing random people instead. Though, the demigod at least liked that it gave him ideas.

He hadn't told Poseidon about his imprisonment. Laestrygon was trying to avoid the embarrassment of admitting that someone who wasn't a demigod was able to capture and imprison him. And, more than that, getting saved by his daddy would be a blemish on Laestrygon's pride.

The only upside for Laestrygon and downside for everyone else was that King Eduard the Defenestrator and Queen Eleanor did not believe a word he said about killing people and children out of enjoyment. They both suspected that Laestrygon had someone he was directly reported to. And while that was technically true, they didn't believe him about Poseidon either. That was the only thing that kept him alive.

And yet, Laestrygon felt the pull. The saints would gather soon, and he felt the same urge to go there that the rest of them did. But all of Laestrygon's attempts at escape failed.

He had never looked into dungeons before, mostly because he thought he'd never get captured, and was surprised to find out about the magical nature of King Eduard's dungeons.

The chains had been enhanced until even the monarch himself couldn't break through them. If a prisoner tried to use magic to escape, they'd find that the floor would send jolts of lightning through their body. Not enough to kill them, just to stop whatever they're doing. This electricity could be adjusted to make sure it would damage even more durable prisoners. And that doesn't even get into the constant drip of water moving onto Laestrygon's forehead, which was chained to the wall behind him.

But that was where King Eduard made a mistake.

He thought Laestrygon's control over water was the same sort of magic that he and everyone else used. It wasn't something that he could be blamed for, considering how demigods were unheard of in this world. But Laestrygon could use this lack of knowledge all the same.

Going too fast would result in his attempts being detected. Summoning large amounts of water would do the same. So, Laestrygon went as slow as he could. He manipulated drops of water from above to pool on the wall behind him, right where his chains were bolted, and slowly drilled through it. It had also been enhanced to endure a lot of damage. As such, Laestrygon had to work at the wall a lot over a long period of time.

But then, the walls got damaged enough that they could be destroyed. Laestrygon waited until night. Then, he yanked his arms out, causing the wall behind him to crumble. A smile crossed the demigod's face as he walked over to the bars of his cell.

"Boom, baby! It's prison break time," he said.

Laestrygon decided to deal with the chains later. Those would take much longer. At that moment, he had two paths. One was through the wall he broke down and the other was through the bars in front of him. The demigod was unarmed, and he couldn't control Earthquakes without his trident. Getting it back was high priority, but he also couldn't risk fighting King Eduard again. Defeating him with the trident would be nigh impossible and without it...

"Hell yeah, prison break!" a voice came to his ears.

Laestrygon turned around to see a man behind him. There was a wide smile on his face. After a moment, Laestrygon recognized him as one of the mercenaries he hired to engage in banditry.

"Alright, boss! How are we getting out of here?" the mercenary asked.

"Can you pick locks, baby?" Laestrygon questions.

"If I could, I'd have gotten outta here long ago. I mean, my fingernails got pulled off 15 times a day. It's pretty painful."

Laestrygon nodded.

"Then, there's just one way outta this, baby."

He grabbed the mercenary and slammed his body into the bars so hard that it turned into a red mist. The prison bars dented in with a great din. That sound was soon followed by the shouts of the jailor.

"Guards! It sounds like someone's trying to break out!"

Well, he was likely experienced if nothing else. Laestrygon jumped onto the ceiling, placing his feet in the spot where the water dripped down and freezing the liquid. This held him in place as he hid himself the best he could.

When the guards came running in, they saw blood on the dented bars, the destroyed wall, and a pool of red liquid on the ground below. They also noticed that the water dripping from the ceiling wasn't coming. The guards looked up and saw Laestrygon up there.

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"Why are you just hanging from the ceiling?" one of them asked.

"You're all gonna be victims of the son and saint of Poseidon!" Laestrygon declared.

He jolted forward, using a blast of water to propel him at the already dented bars. Laestrygon pressed against them hard. While they didn't break, they bent just enough for him to snatch a key from one of the guards.

Laestrygon looked at the lock on the door to his cell as the guards leveled their spears. They thrust at him, but he dodged as he noted that the lock was too warped to work.

So, Laestrygon jumped through the broken wall, passing by several bricks that would have been much better for bashing the bars than a live human. He moved to the bars on the other side and unlocked the door.

"No one imprisons Laestrygon, the son and saint of Poseidon!" he declared. "I'm too bad for that, real bad!"

He then started running through the dungeons, passing by various prisoners. A group of guards stepped in front of him. Laestrygon jumped into the air and kicked their helmeted heads, turning them into a red and gray mist.

The demigod kept running. He would have left them alive longer to torture them, but the more time Laestrygon wasted...well, that just meant King Eduard the Defenestrator would have more time to catch up to him. Just thinking of the idea of fighting him again sent chills down Laestrygon's spine.

"There's no damn way I'm trying to take that guy again!" he shivered.

Laestrygon came to the dungeon's entrance and burst out through the door. While it had been magically reinforced, it was made of wood and not metal. The magical durability enchanting, while the people of the world did not know it, was multiplicative, not additive.

When he exited, Laestrygon found himself in the courtyard of a castle specifically for keeping prisoners. A dozen men with crossbows and knights in plate armor gazed down at him from the walls.

"Well, it seems that a prisoner has escaped from the dungeon," one knight said. "Surrender now, and we will be merciful."

Laestrygon created water at his feet. He used it to launch forward at the knight, a grimace crossing his target's face. The soldier raised a hand. Fire formed in it before blasting out at the demigod. Another knight sent a bolt of lightning at Laestrygon. They moved so fast that the crossbowmen hadn't even aimed their weapons before the spells were cast.

The demigod sent a blast of water flying at his side, dodging the lightning mid-air. A blast of water formed in front of him at the same time. This extinguished the fireball. Laestrygon smiled wide as he landed on the side of the castle wall.

A barrage of magic spells came at him, but he used water to boost his way up the wall until he came to the top. Laestrygon ran to its edge and looked down.

The castle walls were over 50 feet tall. They were at the top of a large cliff that went down at least 200 feet to the ground, if not more. Solid rock was below the demigod. And the only way up from the bottom of the cliff was a sheer canyon wall on either side.

In less than a second, Laestrygon would have spells and crossbow bolts flying at him. So, he jumped off the wall, intending to use water to slow his impact so he wouldn't break his legs.

"You fools! You can't beat me, baby! I'm bad, real bad! Badder than you, baby!" Laestrygon declared as he fell.

Laughter erupted from his mouth as he got closer to the ground.

"I'm the son and saint of Poseidon, baby! I'm gonna kill you all! And you know why? Because I'm bad, baby! Real bad! And..."

In his ranting, Laestrygon forgot to use water to cushion his fall. He hit the ground, legs first. They fell apart like a certain children's toy made of connecting bricks being thrown onto the ground. Laestrygon felt pain, and he looked down to see a gruesome sight.

"Huh. I'd think that there'd be more pain...aaaaaaand there it is. It hurts a lot, baby," he said.

Some voices came to Laestrygon's ears from above.

"There's no way anyone could have survived a fall like that!" some guy said.

"Are you sure about that? I mean, there are a few magic spells you could use to live through that," another replied.

"That is a very good point," The first stated. "Let's make sure he's dead by blasting the canyon with magic spells until it's so destroyed that you can see dragon bones."

"Sounds good to me! Though, I think those are bird bones, not dragon bones. I mean, they look more like bird skeletons and there are some very big birds."

Panic flashed through Laestrygon. He was about to get nuked with magic, and his legs were gone! And then there was all this annoying pain that he hated so much!

The demigod looked around the canyon for any possible shelter. He saw an outcropping that was above him, but it wouldn't survive getting hit by what King Eduard's knights had in mind.

Laestrygon considered using water to blast himself out of the canyon to the skies above, but they'd probably see him come up. And Laestrygon didn't know how wide an area the magic spells would cover.

Remembering what he did to get through the prison wall earlier, Laestrygon summoned water around his body. He formed it into the shape of a drill and crashed it into the walls of the canyon. It started breaking through, creating a tunnel. Blasting water behind him, Laestrygon leaped into the tunnel as he drilled deeper.

The demigod heard the sound of magical impacts behind him. He looked back just a second, seeing a barrage of fire, lightning, and numerous other attacks. Laestrygon kept moving forward.

He didn't know how long he was moving or how much blood he lost, but the demigod kept moving. Laestrygon had no doubt that King Eduard's men would search the canyon after they destroyed it and would find his tunnel. The demigod never realized that he probably should have found some way to collapse it behind him, but he had lost a lot of blood and wasn't thinking entirely straight.

And yet, when Laestrygon burst out of the stone, he felt the cold night air flowing into his wounds. The demigod took deep breaths, having no idea where he was. He had gone in the general direction of the meeting of the saints, but Laestrygon hadn't lost so much blood that he thought he was anywhere close to there.

Still, a strange sight came to Laestrygon's eyes. It made him realize just where he was, and opportunity knocked in the demigod's mind. A smile crossed his face despite his condition.

A pair of orcs had come to investigate. Judging from their armor, they served King Doomhell, who Laestrygon knew had very good reason to hate a certain saint he wanted dead.