A Conflicted Heart (2)

"What is going on with you, Lance? Why are we camping here?" Barak, the smaller of the Demon twins, asked as he and his brother stood behind Lance, who sat down at the edge of a cliff. The half-breed had his chin resting on the handguard of his sword which was stabbed into the earth before him.

"I don't know." Lance mumbled, not taking his eyes off the entrance to the cave that they had been in only minutes ago.

The twins shared a look and shook their heads. Sometimes, they did not understand this leader of theirs. His head was all screwed up.

"You must be in love." Balak mocked with a mocking smile on his face. He expected Lance to start fuming at those words, but Lance just ignored him, which was shocking. Even Barak looked shocked and cast a strange look at Lance.

"Come on, Lance. Stop joking around." Barak walked up to Lance and placed a hand on his shoulder, but Lance just ignored him.