His head had been turned, even if for a few seconds before he heard the roar and turned quickly to look. The man would have been a blur of claws, hair, and spittle to most people..but thanks to his mutation Pietro picked up quickly on everything that was going on. But he wasted no time in immediately jumping up to full-speed, one second he was at his station..then less than a fraction of it later, he was at Creed's side. He allowed his mind to drift briefly (which was almost impossible to detect, considering the speed his mind moved at) to what would happen if his plan failed. Well, at least the man's claws would be at his throat instead of Warren..and if ever there was an opponent to test his courage..it would be the animal before him now.
Mid-run (at roughly 770 mph), he threw out a vicious punch aimed for the man's jaw and then paused for just a second a the edge of the stage before rushing back at him and attempting a super-velocity shoulder charge..aimed right at Victor's bicep of the arm that was gripping Warren so tightly in order to hopefully free Worthington from the man's grasp. Regardless, he hit him and did his best to use his super-powered momentum to take Creed off the stage and create some space between him and his intended prey. That would give some of the others a chance to battle him as well, because Pietro knew automatically that he was more suited for security in this scenario.