Al let loose a torrent of flames against some more Vitus as they continued to come down the hall. Combined with Charles' lightning the aliens were reduced into smoldering crisps. As soon as the all was clear however, even more Vitus appeared to take the place of their fallen comrades. The damn things weren't going to let them go easily, and they had much greater numbers than them. Even he realized he wouldn't be able to fight them all off, but that was all he knew how to do. "Someone got a plan, or am I just supposed to keep lighting these guys on fire until they eventually get us?"