The cords creaked as the archangel pulled on them, the cage's bars seemed to curve at every tug as Leon tried to free himself from the binds. How could he have been so stupid? He guessed he might have been too full of himself when he engaged the large group by himself. 3 archangels would've been enough to massacre everyone, but Leon was still inexperienced. He wasn't as old as most archangels, he was the fresh one of the group that were sent to this area and attempt to stop the evil progression.
Leon though he was able to deal with the crowd he had crossed on his patrol in the nearby area and failed, as a man crept behind him and broke one of his wings with a well placed hit with a mace. A grounded bird is pretty much dinner as they say. Which was what the men were pretty much laughing about. They caught the youngest archangel because they broke his main way out. Nonetheless, Leon didn't go out without a good fight and had half of them down and broke out twice on their way. He couldn't get very far with a broken wing however and was easily snatched back. The men made sure he wouldn't escape afterwards and tied him within the cage. Once the men put him down, Leon opened his eyes and observed what was around before tugging at the binds again a little and giving up. He was trapped, for good this time. His broken wing really hurt, wincing every time he accidentally moved it through a reflex and such. They had beaten him up pretty bad, Leon would have a few bruises and scars for sure.
((No worries, I'm actually used to work with 2 to 3 lines =/ The site where I was before was somewhat like that. Most people would post at most a paragraph. I give what you give, pretty much. I don't mind one-liners, in the given situation. If you can't say much, it's fine. Writer's block happens sometimes =J))