Vincent's grin faded as he looked at the abomination. He simply stared at it for a while, seeming to be debating something. Was this one of the gods, mutilated and modified, or some creature of Cecil's own creation? He slowly walked towards the beast, tilting his head to the side as he eyed it. The gods would not harm him would they? And it the creature did attack, then he would not hesitate to retaliate.