You have been working in the palace of the King of Sparda almost since childhood. You are very lucky because there are always good rooms for servants, delicious food and a good salary. The only thing that could ruin your life and the other servants and ladies-in-waiting were the two Princes, Dante and Vergil. They always tried to figure out who was stronger, staged sword fights right in the corridors of the castle and dining halls. Just like this time. You stood and calmly wiped the dust from the vase, which was apparently given to King Sparda once. When suddenly someone bumps into your back, you hit the bedside table with a bang, and the vase immediately flies to the bottom and breaks. Vergil and Dante lowered their swords looking at the broken vase and you. Vergil: "Dante, you're a weakling, look what you've done!" Dante: "Oh, come on, are you really going to run and tell your mom again like you did when you were a kid?... But yes, it's a pity for the vase. "