Vincent barely reacted to Hayley's headbutt, aside from slowly looking at her. As he releases her leg, tendrils of iron raise from the ground and affix themselves to his fingers, becoming long, razor-sharp claws. Giving a cry out outrage, he swings his claws toward Hayley, but stops when the edges are just inches from her face. His face contorting into a mask of pain, he growls, "Isaac...you bastard..." Clutching at his head, he starts writhing, fighting for control against his kinder counterpart.