Vincent shrugged. "Possibly ten minutes. Lost track of the time." He looked at the boy once again. The kid looked no older than 17 with dirty blond hair and somewhat raggedy clothes. "He's definitely not some street kid though. He can withstand torture like an experienced agent."<br/><br/>Cer snarled and shifted into her wolf form in front of the boy. She couldnt speak in this form unfortunately but the fear and pain her bite could bring could be enough to get the boy to talk. She hoped at least. She let out a low, long, menacing growl before biting the boys leg. Blood filled her jaws instantly and his screams rang through her ears.<br/><br/>"What the fuck is wrong with you! What the hell are you people?!" the boy screamed.<br/><br/>Cer shifted shape once again. "Now talk before you really piss me off." she growled as electricity sparked in her hands.<br/><br/>(Please excuse the language in this post. Thank you.)