CLING!
CLANG!
BANG!
Jacob dropped to his knees and wept, angry and hurt by everything that had happened. He had been thrown into jail, possibly would be sentenced to death, and worst of all; he had a hand in the death of the woman he loved.
"Eira!" Jacob screamed and slammed the ground with his fists, bruises riddling his knuckles, but he did not care. His Eira, his beautiful Eira was gone.
In the corner of the same cell that held Jacob, Maxim was sitting with his face leaned into his knees. To say he was sad was an understatement, the green eyed elf was devastated. All this was his fault, he deserved to die, not Eira.
Jacob got to his feet and turned to look at Maxim, a new found rage sipping into his blood at the sight of the man who was responsible for Eira's demise. He marched to where Maxim was sitting and grabbed his collar, dragging him to his feet and punching him right in the face.