"This guy really won't give up. He's troublesome." Vincent raised an eyebrow as he crawled toward them. It was rather disturbing to see him try so hard, and then again, it was rather sad as well. When Webster raised his sword, Vincent readily prepared to counter. But neither attack was given thanks to a bright light that made him squint and shield his eyes. "Please, don't be another bad thing..." 

Once the light faded, and Vincent's vision returned, his eyes settled on Sandal who was standing in between them. It was actually him, and nor some trick. "Heh, well look at that." Of course, the angel's first words are something sarcastic... Which Vincent didn't mind. 
Kiara answered the question he gave and Vincent only nodded in response. 

His eyes focused on the monologue  the two omnipotent forces were sharing. And the Webster turned his attention to them. 

[I]. "I'll kill you. Wherever you go, wherever you end up, I'll be there. I'll kill you. . .and you. . .and you. . .I'll kill you all! I'll murder your children, I'll burn your corpses, and I'll make sure you all burn in Hell with me!"[/I]

"Please don't make that a promise." Vincent mumbled, shaking his head at the thought of him or any of his family having to deal with that crazy male. The coffin shut and he then held a slight smirk. "He seemed to like that hat. Not even can he keep a hat in his final hour here. That must be a pain. To know that two random humans beat you." 

[I]"Finally! That meanie's finally gone!"[/I]

Vincent smiled at the child and turned so his body was towards her. He pulled one leg up to him, the one he could move easily and then nodded. "That's right. The big bad guy is no more. We have finally finished." The little girl giggled in delight and clasped her hands together. 

"You won! Oh, and Kiara too of course." Mary then blinked, coming to a small realization. "Hm, this is almost like the story you told me before, with the two travelers and the big monster." Vincent raised an eyebrow and then shrugged. "I don't recall." Mary pouted. "It is! How can you not remember your own story you dumb human! It had you and the crazy lady in it." 

Vincent coughed and shrugged. Being a kid, she didn't catch on to his teasing and only got frustrated. "Well I remember it! Except for the ending, which reminds me... What hapoens next?" 

Vincent blinked and looked out in the distance and then to Mary. It was a question he was sure he couldn't answer. He knew Mary meant after all the healing and relaxing had been done. But he didn't know what he would do. "I don't know... I guess I'll just... heal up and continue my travels." At the mention of healing up, he looked down at his "dead leg" and gave a soft sigh. "Well, heal and cover this up." There wasn't much he could think of. It was a "happy ending" like all the cowboy stories he heard, minus the part about the hero riding into the sunset or something like that. "Unless we accidentally signed some sort of life binding contract... I'm done with the whole fighting omnipotent beings job."