"I thought them not showing up would be a good thing? That or Sandal really needs to get his facts straight." They didn't need to keep getting into trouble, or being thrown around because Sandal couldn't tell one solid story that was correct. And apparently, Mary had some history with that peculiar angel- which only proved a point. 

"Just...stay alive." 

It was mumbled under his breath, but he still said it loud enough for the two to hear. Even the lazy bones started to feel a bit anxious, and it was rare for him to show too many expressions. But who could blame him? They were about to meet the Devil and hopefully beat him- but possibly die. 

And as if on cue, those two demons approached with much swiftness. Vincent held his ground, watching every move they made. He was a sharp shooter, but he didn't know how far that would go with creatures like them. 

When Webster approached, he immediately began talking...well more to Mary than the actual people with reason to kill him. Which, Vincent was fine with. He turned to see the other step forward. 

"He doesn't look like a pet." He whispered to Kiara before hushing as he spoke up. 

"Good day to you all. Hehe, I'm Rebel. And we should all play a fun little-" He remembered his task and then turned his attention to Mary. "Ah, where are my manners. Hello Miss Death, I am Rebel. It is a pleasure to meet you, and I'd love to play a game with you while the boss handles those poor humans." 

Vincent noticed quickly that they were ganging up on the angel of death and he nudged Kiara. Before she could react, Vincent spoke up- to the both of them. "Isn't your business with us? Leave her out of this. She hasn't done anything." Well, he was keeping his end of the deal. Vincent did remember saying that he'd protect her...even if he was probably dozing off somewhere in that deal.

Rebel looked over at Vincent and then chuckled. "Cute." He turned back to stand in front of Mary, getting to eye level. "Hm, have you ever felt true fear? I do believe even Death has fears. Want to find out?" All the while, he held a sadistic grin, showing those abnormally sharp teeth. 

Vincent frowned a little. "Guess things have to be done the hard way... Man I hate work..."