You dart toward the exit only to find your way blocked within moments. You haven't managed to get very far, and only succeeded in making them annoyed, though one of the dark five seems to have a malevolently amused expression. While held, you employ just about every trick in the book and then some; you kick and struggle, flailing with elbows and knees, and even bite, slap and pull hair. All the while making your way toward the exit.

Depsite your best efforts, however, you are overcome not more than five feet from the doorway.