[i] Lance looked back and forth between the two before running his hands over his face, and screaming. A guttural, fury filled scream that was laced with sorrow and anguish and rage. He slammed his fist into a nearby tree that splintered on impact, where Lance took a deep breath and rested his forehead on the tree. It was tearing him apart, not being able to help Belle. He didn't know what Salem was doing to her, had done to her, or would do to her. And it was ripping him to pieces from the inside out.[/i]
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