Mac takes the feather with him and follows traces that are leading into the woods. No effort was made whatsoever to hide the tracks.
Further on another feather hangs clearly in sight in some cobwebs. Blood is dripping down on the ground. He must be getting closer now.
A bit further it is only blood that is hanging on a twig. What the hell has happened here.
At the following turn Mac is so shocked he at first does not want to believe what he is seeing. An Angel, heavily bleeding, in broken shackles and tied to a tree.
When Mac releases the Angel all she says is "Gorgons". "Cut off my wings." When he asks her for her name she whispers: "Leialel". But before she can say more about what happened, the poor thing blows out her last breath.
Max lays her gently on the ground and with his bare hands starts to dig a grave.