Lancer goes tumbling backwards from the force of the blow.

"Ow!"

He yelps. His face hurts. That punch, unlike everything else this entire month, actually registers in his mind as pain.

"T-the fuck!"

He struggles to get up, and suddenly it's not just his face. Suddenly every wound in his body seems to hurt at the same time. It's an unfortunate side effect of his sanity starting to return.

"Owowowoww..."

He ends up falling over in a whimpering heap.

"Uh...bro? I think I might need some help..."