"Bash!" the thought drifted to him, but his head was already too full, so he spoke it out loud. "I bash. I break walls. I get free!" He didn't want the fire to make him tasty.
Looking around, Eldon saw a large metal beam that would work perfectly as a club. It was the same beam he'd been trapped under, but he couldn't remember that. His thick sausage fingers gripped the beam and pulled it up with ease, knocking aside another beam that'd held it in place. It was slightly bent at one end, but that wouldn't ruin his fun.
He turned to the nearest wall and demolished what remained of it with one swing. The dark fluffy clouds weren't so bad on the other side, and Eldon moved into the cleaner air. "That fun! I bash again. I get free! I not be yummy," he cheered as he knocked down the next wall, and then the next. Each wall that fell to his might led him to cleaner air, until he was outside and the late afternoon sun beat down on him.
