"This should only take one punch" Piotrem said as he took a few steps back. He then quickly lunged foward and with unbelievable ease and shattered the glass like it was nothing but air. He was about to leave when he noticed a sniffling little girl in a corner of another cell. She was relentlessly pounding the wall like she had been possesed. Unfortunately, the sight of her calmed all of piotrems' anger and he slowly returned to his original form. "Damn, why does my conscience always get the best of me......i might as well help her while im at it. That cell is strong is enough to hold her but defintely not me!". as piotrem concentrated once again, he managed to transform only his right hand. "With this right hand and my strength, i'll save this little girl". Piotrem rushes forward and strikes the glass. At first it appeared he had failed but within seconds, the glass started to fracture and weaken. "Thats as far as i'll help her. Shes on her own now" soon after, he turned away and ran towards what could be a better and free life.
