Vincent was too close to the cabin and the others. He leaned his body forward before sprinting.
Each step Vincent took was done without hesitation. He didn't rush to land a hit. Instead, his eyes keenly looked at his large enemy.
Vincent wanted to gauge the power of the mysterious mutated demonic beast. His powers were limited, and the support he could receive was weak. Plow could only stay in her form for not longer than a minute currently, and Zero had expended a lot of Limb Seeds from its body.
Vincent's senses were sharp because of his dangerous sense. A perceptive reception to danger built from facing more life-and-death fights than one would wish to participate in.
Vincent side-jumped and kept running. The ground faintly trembled before a sharp spike about four feet tall emerged from the ground.