Vashen punched one of the walls of the hall he stood in, angrily shouting as he continued his search for the mayor of the city. The demon bastard would no doubt still be in his castle and there was no way Vashen would let him get away.<br/><br/>After what seemed like an eternity of searching Vashen turned a corner and saw a sight down the hallway that made his heart stop beating altogether. Huddled up to the mayor with a smile, holding his arm dearly, was Fisraee.<br/><br/>Vashen's mouth hung slightly agape as the two passed into another hall, seeming not to notice him. His hands opened ad closed into fists again and again. Anger welled up along with a deep sorrow he couldn't seem to quell.<br/><br/>He didn't know whether to run after them or if he should run away from the heart wrenching sight. Instead he nearly collapsed on a wall, propping himself up with a shaking arm. "Fisraee......" He whispered softly and closed his eyes as the tears began to fall, feeling as if they stung his very essence.