The red bird thought with a lot of hate in his heart, he shook himself violently and the chains vibrated in consonance.
"Little Rufus, I came to help you!" a soft voice sounded not far from the great bird.
The tall and beautiful woman that could not be described in words approached the bird, she was barefoot and there were several cuts on her abdomen oozing a golden liquid. The once-glorious clothes looked in tatters, but she still managed to smile at her old friend.
"Layla," Rufus said looking pityingly at an old goddess and old friend, a trusted battle companion, but now injured and barely able to maintain her corporeal form to speak to him.
"Don't look at me like that dear Rufus, I'm still a goddess and can set you free" Layla said with a smile despite the pain she felt in her gut.
"Don't use your powers, you will be captured by the dark god... You'd better run away and seek help from the Celestial Clan"
