Instead of trying to find out where Vincent was, Nigel looks around, not moving from his place in the middle of the artificial forest. Every once in awhile, one or two of the spikes will shimmer, as if being looked at through a haze of heat, but nothing will happen. Meanwhile, from directly above, Vincent quietly emerges from the iron spike directly behind the Brit, one arm raised to slice his head off. The instant Vincent brings his hand arcing down, Nigel turns around and releases a jet of flame toward Vincent. However, the latter was too quick, for he immediately sunk back into the iron, only to reappear behind Nigel once more. As Nigel releases more fire, Vincent dives into another spike, avoiding it altogether. [i]So, this is what you're like when you're serious,[/i] Isaac says. For once, Vincent doesn't answer.