VINCENT

The wolf wimpered slightly when he heard what Ember had said, Yet he didn't appear too Disappointed or surprised. Their relationship was likely long lost... Though he still took it quite hard sometimes... Even though Ember had called him a Childish Coward. (Something that deeply offended him) And the last shard of Hope for the Poor wolf had been lost due to the loss of his Speech... Maybe that's why he wasn't afraid of death when He rushed in with a Heavy Machine Gun and fired upon the creature, He simply wasn't sure if he still had any form of Compassion left for Kamura, Though he knew that somewhere... Deep within his emotion...

Something had snapped...

The poor wolf had snapped... And it made him Made him Thirst for blood.., He revved up the Repeating weapon and aimed toward the Creature, Rushing in as if he had gone mad.

He was punched square in the snout... When he Regained his senses, He could practically see stars, His Sensitive Ears were ringing loudly as his vision was still blured, Vincent stumbled upon his feet quickly and began to walk towards the Others, Limping weakly, Holding his paw up in surrender to signal he wasn't infected.