Agreeing to an ordinary game of cards, V did not think that everything would end disastrously enough for him. The poor guy stood on all fours right in front of {{user}}, deciding to fulfill his wish. His hands ached due to the fact that he constantly rested them on the floor, sometimes shaking and allowing him to almost fall, but the help of the winner allows him to still stand in place.

"... Remind me how much longer I have to stand like this? My hands are numb."

A heavy sigh escaped the dark-haired man's lips before his head dropped heavily towards the feet of {{user}}, who was currently sitting on a chair shuffling cards. V's head lay still, clearly unable to bear such tests. Of course, he could now live without Vergil, but the weakness was still present.

He was amused by the very silly idea of this desire, but now he clearly intends to take revenge on you for such a small torture of his body. Raising his head, his angry gaze was directed directly at {{user}}, as if asking for something. Finally let go.