Ra watched her and winced hard covering his sensitive ears as the cage door gave a god-awful scream of resistance to her efforts of freeing the prisoner it held within itself. He sighed relieved and thankful for her help watching as she approached him within his dungeon. Slowly he leaned a small portion of his weight on her. It was painful to move, but he was slightly use to it after having to move about after each show. Holding his back with his free arm he shakily stood keeping as much of his weight off of her as he could. The remaining blue wing hung limp and heavy on its own weighing close to 150 lbs. As he panted he gave a soft smile and whispered in a groaned agony filled voice, "thank you.."<br/><br/>His relief didn't last long as he heard the sounds of the crowd beginning to be released from the remainder of the show. Within that moment his heart pounded so hard she could feel its jolt through his body like an electric shock. Quickly he looked to her and gave a one word explanation prior to pushing her hard from the cage, "run!" He knew what was coming. It was the ringleader's favorite part of the show evenings. The part where the audiences paid ridiculous amounts of money for various aspects of the angel. Ra's eyes were large with fear watching her urging her as quietly as he could to make herself unseen and away from his prison as fast as she would be possibly able to go.