Vincent throws himself in the path of Taliesin's attack, expanding a shield to prevent anyone else from being caught in it, letting Asgardian constitution do for protecting himself. It still hurts though.
His costume smolders slightly, but he's largely unharmed.
"You have no idea what you are facing, whelp." Vincent snarls back. "To have withstood that, you're clearly not human, and your training is at least adequate. However, you have less than a chance against my brother, myself, and my belo-- my friend."
The rest of the world is pretty quickly falling out of view for Vincent, Kristoff's admonishment barely reaching his ears as green energy crackles around him.
"It would be in your best interest to submit now, and spare yourself further discomfort." He pauses. "To say nothing of embarrassment."
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