"What's that..." Lance managed to stay awake. The electricity still remained in his veins, causing him to twitch and jerk as times.
"Oh, this? You'll find out. As a matter of fact, you won't be there to know," Haggar sneered.
Lance let his head fall, too tired to remark, too tired to speak.
Haggar motioned her hands towards the Galran solider.
He walked over pulling Lance's head up by his hair. Lance's scar was visible, along with the veins that bulged out from the tazing. He winced and hissed, closing his eyes once again.
The Galra solider opened Lance's mouth. Lance struggled to close it but he had no chance. The weakness had taken over his body.
Haggar walked over and dumped the liquid in the vial into Lance's mouth.
Lance again tried to reject it, but the Galran's grip was firm. Lance swallowed the liquid, gagging from the taste.
His back arched, he shook violently but that didn't break the chains. They cut into his wrists and ankles making him shriek again. Lance breathed in deeply, shuddering as he exhaled, trying to convince himself that the liquid wouldn't take him.
He froze. His wounds started to bleed again, but Lance still tried to break free.
"You- you can't take-" Lance started but Haggar only scrunched his cheeks together.
"You sure are the weakest, aren't you? I'm sure your little friends would last so much longer than you..." Haggar let go, but her words cut into Lance more than the sword did.
Lance's eyes widened, his lips parting. His back arched again, screeching once again for help as his head dropped, drenched in sweat. His body shuddered as Lance stopped screeching, stopped moving completely.
"Lance," the Galran solider spoke.
Lance yanked his hand free from the chains, bringing it towards the Galran soliders neck, lifting him off the ground, choking him.
Lance's eyes seemed full of anger, denial, hatred. It's as if everything he had pushed down and stored away, had made it's way to the surface.
The galran solider gasped for air, trying to break from Lance's grip.
"Lance, drop him," Haggar instructed.
He let go of the Galra, dropping him onto the floor. He coughed vigorously, bringing his hand up to his throat where Lance held him from.
Lance broke free from the chains, thudding onto the floor. He rose slowly, laughing.
His eyes were a bright yellow, irises blood red. They concetrated on Haggar, hands twitching, body jerking from the elctricity in his veins.
"Go to your cell," Haggar instructed.
Lance nodded as he made his way to where he had been held, when they first captured him.