[Splat]

Pseok fluttered down to the cage again, landed on top and proceeded to examine the bars for any bolts or locks.
Pseok: "I wouldn't call it unbreakable. Nothing I've found is unbreakable if you hit it just right."
He spotted a small panel on the side of the cage next to the door and flew down over it. It was a keypad next to a blue panel evidently for reading fingerprints.
Pseok: "This is crazy. First that gun, now this. I new a guy who used stuff just like the guys at this circus have. I was kept in a cage with a lock like this for a few months till I learnt how to get em open. Trial and improvement. Keep ripping the thing open and sooner or later you'll work it out. Helps if you have a mirror too."
He bit at the keys and started yanking them out with his beak. A few seconds later 10 buttons were lying in the grass beside the cage.
Pseok: "Here we go, you press the one thats sparking, then when that stops another starts until you've got the whole combination."
He began jabbing at the panel, every so often wincing as he got a brief electric shock. After a few seconds they stopped showing up.
Pseok: "There ya go, now you just have to jab this fingerprint scanner in the right place." He jabbed it with his beak and after a few seconds the door unlocked and swung open. Pseok glowed with pride. "All's well then. The other tiger people are inside. They were both unconscious when i left but it sounds like they're now live and kicking. I'll go lend em a hand, shall I?" He flapped unsteadily back to his hole, paused at the entrance to say quickly, "The great-and-almighty gunslinger couldn't look after himself for 2 minutes. HEY, ROLAND, AIR PATROL IS BACK!" He flies back into the tent and joins in the fight.