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Violent slams on the cell's door suddenly made the three flinch.
"The hell you're doing?! Can it if you know what's good for you!" barked a voice.
While Lippy and Top Cat cringed at that brutal reminder that they were prisoners, Hardy just smirked.
"Make me!" he spat before kicking the door.
The door, a thick, solid mass of metal, heavy and bolted with extremely advanced locks and gears, was ripped clean like tissue paper and sent flying, revealing a corridor of cold metal and the guard.
Even though his face was fully hidden by a faceplate tied to his mask, it was pretty damn obvious he was completely flabbergasted by the gigantic escapee now in front of him.
"WHAT THE?! ALERT!! AL-"
Hardy slapped him, making him do a magnificent triple axel and knocking him out.
Alas, sounds of feet made clear that the alert had been heard.
"What the- WHOA!!" yelped the reinforcements when they arrived, mixing more guards and a horde of robots.
They couldn't say more before Hardy leaped an amazing leap, landing in the middle of the enemies and beginning distributing knuckle sandwiches left and right.
Even with the extreme discrepancy in numbers, even with the enemies' weapons, the outcome of the fight was quickly obvious.

As he watched the faceless goons crumple in unconsciousness, as he saw the robots get pulverized in scrap heaps, as he saw the overmuscled hyena downright rip off a robot's head with his teeth or uppercut another strongly enough to send it flying through a skylight while flexing, Top Cat felt his initial panic fade into relief, then excitement at the show, and he began wildly cheering Hardy.
"WOOHOO!! COME ON, MAN, KICK THEIR BUTTS!!"
Lippy, on the other hand, said nothing.
All these years, his friend had been a shy, pessimist, depressive worrywart. Nothing like the laughing, boisterous, violent berserker now in front of him.
This was NOT the Hardy Har Har he knew and loved (platonically).
And it terrified him.

Only two guards were still standing.
They stammered in terror as the hulking hyena approached, smirking and cracking his knuckles.
"Oh, screw it!" suddenly yelped one of them, pushing a series of buttons on his belt.
He and all the other guards, conscious or not, began glowing.
"What you're doing?!" protested panickedly the other guard. "We're leaving the Ragnarok and the other Star! The master-"
"TO HELL WITH THEM!!" yelled the first guard. "I don't wanna get my brains beaten out!"
And in a flash of light, all the guards vanished.
"...What happened?" finally said Hardy after a few instants of surprise.
"He was talking of getting away, it's probably an emergency teleport system, something like that," surmised Top Cat.
"Yeah, probably. Well, that means we've got the whole place just for us! What do you say we go and look for your friends?"
"Yes, please!" exclaimed happily the cat.
"You're coming, Lippy?"
"...Yeah..."
Hardy was still too shot with adrenaline to hear the tremor in his friend's voice, or to notice that the lion was quaking in his (non-existent) boots.

Art by  gepredators
Original here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/46363694/
Hardy Har Har, Lippy the Lion and Top Cat © Hanna-Barbera