[It is the pacing of a beast looking to bite, but Vincent scowls, the Galian Beast rumbling in his chest. He's kept Chaos quiet thus far, and he intends to keep it that way. Vincent peers from his cloak, folding his arms.]

I was conjured years before you were even a thought, Sephiroth.

[It was, indeed, a fruitless endeavor to try -- but he had to. For his own failings, for Lucrecia.]

Regardless, I would say that it's inadvisable to do anything here and now. If they had the power to bring you here, then they equally would have the power to make you kneel.

Don't be a fool.