As he saw the next biker die he was put into a bit of a rage, he was not going to let this thing continue killing people. As it turned its head to look over to the next biker, Vince moved to the center of its gaze with his large size and the closeness of which he was to the creature, it did not allow for a view of the man any longer.<br/><br/>"Run but always stay in line with me so it can't see you." Vince screamed at the remaining biker as he stood there staring into those eyes that the monster had, waiting for his death to come should it decide to do what it was planning to do to the last biker. If he was still alive as he heard the frantic footsteps of the biker leaving the alley, he was going to strike again, this time with a home run swing that was aimed right at its head.<br/><br/>Vince did not want to die, but if this was how he was go, then he had no problem with it. He was going to die defending his fellow man to the last moment. His last breath was going to be spent killing an enemy in the name of another. That was how he envisioned his death, and that is how it was to be.