Webster disengaged Kiara and pushed her away as the bullets flew by. Snarling, he turned himself towards Vincent and prepared to launch himself. An energy shot to the back made him turn to face Kiara once more. "You're fight's with me. Unless of course, you're embarrassed to lose to a girl like me," she said with a grin. At this, Webster scoffed.

"You? Please. Remember girl, you two aren't the first to fall before my blade."

"No, but we'll be the first to finally kick your ass."

At that, Webster appeared behind her and struck. A clash of metal rang out loudly in the air as the two continued their little duel. "Well, well," Webster said. "Looks like you two caught your second wind. In that case, you two can be my pets in the newfound Hell. How does that sound?"

Kiara rolled her eyes as all the weight shifted to her blade in order to match the Devil's grip. "Jeez, can you get anymore narcissistic?"

At the sound of her name being called, Mary whirled around from her fun to face Vincent. Said fun consisted of resurrecting the demonic lizards and then killing them again, each process becoming slower and slower. To the damned creatures, Vincent's form was that of a savior now, a way out of the torture inflicted by this little girl.

Mary crossed her arms, tapped her foot, and gave Vincent a dark glare as her wings spread out behind her. "What do you want?"