The bald, muscular man had spoken out after a long moment of contemplation.

Cornelius retorted impatiently, "Don't be foolish! There are formidable barriers and numerous expert fighters out there. We won't stand a chance of escaping!"

When he was still powerful, he knew there wasn't any possibility of them succeeding. Now that he was weakened, he knew it was just a far-fetched dream.

"Mr. Adler, we'll die anyway. Why not try our best to escape?" The bald, muscular man gritted his teeth and said, "I've thought about it. If we manage to take the correctional officer hostage, there might be hope for us to survive."

"That's right! We might stand a chance of escaping if we have a hostage." Everyone else nodded in agreement.

Of course, it was impossible if it were just a regular prison officer. But the correctional officer was the warden's brother-in-law. He would be their most powerful bargaining chip since he was important.

"No one has ever managed to escape from Azkaban, and the