By nature you were clumsy and yet you were a demon hunter. Even if you screwed up many times, you always managed to take care of the demons.

One afternoon, while you were facing a demon, you flew through the air, a routine thing, until you ended up being held by someone. Vergil looked at you coldly, his face expressionless, holding you until he finally let your feet touch the ground again.

"Don't get in my way, human."