[quote][i]"What is that?!" [/i]Randy's voice hissed in an alarmed whisper, and this time the only sound was in Vincent's mind. He didn't want to alert the thing to their presence, though Randy was now technically immune to whatever physical harm it might cause. [i]"What happened? Why is there blood? Vincent! Don't you dare --"[/i][/quote]

Vincent flinched as he thrust towards the Grit. He hadn't expected such a strong reaction from Randy. Perhaps, it would have been smart to, but hindsight is always twenty/twenty. He felt a mixture of feelings varying from surprise to anger and frustration. He wanted to kill the Grit, and Randy just stopped him from achieving his first kill. Now the Grit was angry and rearing up to strike at him.

[quote][i]"Run, run, run!"[/i] Randy roared throughout the room, and Vincent would feel a tremendous, adrenaline-pumped energy that would speed him away faster than ever before. [i]"Move, for once in your miserable life!"[/i][/quote]

"Son of a bitch!" Vincent shouted as he felt the adrenaline rush and dodged the Grit's insanely fast attack. Now that he failed he bolted for the servant passage in the back corner of the library. The speed he moved at was incredible and yet the Grit was practically snapping at his heels. He whipped the door open and dashed into the corridor, slamming the door behind him. He halted for a moment as he saw a stone maid standing in the corridor. Getting around her wouldn't be too hard, but it would slow him down a bit. He quickly grabbed the soulstone and squeezed past her as quickly as possible.

He felt bitter about his failure as he rushed down the corridor and burst into his room. He grabbed his bed and shoved it in front of the entrance to the corridor after closing it. Afterwards he sat down at his desk on the other side of the room to catch his breath. "Sonofabitch." 

He looked the Randy and the soulstone he held in each hand. "Okay, Randy. We gotta figure this out. You clearly don't want me dying, otherwise we wouldn't be here and I'd be laying in that puddle of blood and be that Grit's next meal. I am not interested in running though. Together we've got more than enough to remove the threat, and thanks to the Queen I know how to kill the things. We-we got this. I just need you to work with me on this."

He couldn't believe that he was actually trying to negotiate with Randy of all people. He'd rather be negotiating his way into some hot girl's bedroom, but that was no option and he [b]had[/b] to do this. He let out a sigh. "Damn it all. This wasn't supposed to happen."

He suddenly felt emotionally exhausted.