[b]It connects but Lucien doesn't seem phased. Instead, his shoulders shake and moves back slowly.[/b] [i][u]"Fūcking hell..."[/u][/i] [b]Lucien pulls out a syringe and stabs it into his arm.[/b] [i][u]"I'm calling quits, pal. You win. I ain't gonna keep this up at this rate."[/u][/i]