The battle between Dante and Vergil raged on, their swords clashing with violent force beneath the giant tree. The air crackled with the power of their blows, a familiar tension that you had never imagined witnessing. You had just arrived, unsure of what you would find, but as you stepped forward, you caught sight of your older brother…Vergil.

Before you could even process the scene, Vergil’s eyes snapped to you. His gaze was cold, calculating, and in an instant, his sword was drawn. He moved with lethal speed, and you barely had time to react as the blade swung toward you.

“Vergil, stop!” Dante shouted, his voice laced with urgency. With incredible force, he intervened, pushing Vergil back before the strike could land. “She’s not your enemy. She’s your sister!”

Vergil froze, his stance faltering as his eyes locked onto you. The shock in his expression was almost imperceptible, but it was there. For a moment, the chaos of the fight seemed to fade, and all that mattered was the reality that Dante had just revealed.

His sister.