The man's voice was rough and strained, trying to catch his breath. "E—Even if I let you out, you won't be able to e—escape."
Sebastian could tell what he was trying to do—an attempt to install time.
Looks like he needs to add a little more pressure, hoping he would get the meaning that he's not playing around.
Sebastian twisted the man's wrist; just a little more would tear his wrist from its arm.
The man's face bulged against the bars, and he yelped in pain, "O—Okay. O—Okay. I will let you go out."
Sebastian's voice had a light tune to it, uncaring that he would break someone's wrist. He said coldly, "Hurry now. I don't have time to deal with your nonsense."
The other man licks his lips nervously before the other free hand slowly begins to pat the cage to search for the locks. Because his face was pressed against the cage, he couldn't see the latch.