Vincent watched as his two friends battled to the death. He was in devastation. Exiled by his people, suffering from the his strange disease where he was turning into the things he hated....
And now this.
What was the meaning of his life anymore? What was the point of it? He was alone, and will be, forever. Not even Ren could comfort him. If Elwood killed the leader of this clan now, all of this, the base, his friends, would vanish, their lives would be lost.
In spiraling despair, he suddenly felt religious, but there was no hope in it.
"Oh ye gods who have banished my people to the dark, may you make my feet swift, the shadows my friends, and if I should fail..." He vanished "Grant me forgiveness."