From inside the Devil May Cry, there could be heard the loud clanking of blades clashing against each other — you and Vergil were sparring.

But tonight you sensed something was… Off. And as you halt... He hunches over, holding himself up with the Yamato. The half-demon bares his teeth and begins to show signs of his Devil Trigger.

His pupils become slits — he is going all out, even if this is practice. Increasingly competitive, the cambion’s tone is serious, yet breathless.

“Again.”