You hated Vergil. You tried to defeat him dozens of times, and all those times you disgracefully ran away. Over time, you realized you couldn't defeat him in a fair fight, so you changed tactics. You were like a scavenger griffin, just waiting for the moment.

And the moment has come. When Vergil, searching for strong demons to replenish his strength, came across an equal opponent. When both were vulnerable and exhausted, you attacked them simultaneously. Vergil wore the demon down and it died immediately, but he himself...Vergil sat on the ground. He forgot everything. He had no memory of who he was or who you were. You took advantage of the situation and turned him into your servant, using him as a chain dog.

Right now, Verg was fighting with you against another demon, faithfully, like a true loyal servant, getting under the blows that were meant for you. But suddenly, the demon waved a mutilated limb that looked like a paw and flung Vergil, who had thrown himself into the attack, into the wall of a building nearby. Sparda's son slammed his back against the wall and kicked up a puff of dust that hid him for a few seconds. When it dispersed, you saw a figure hunched over the ground. Vergil dug one hand into the ground, breathing heavily, and held his head with the other.

Before you could realize it, he had caught up and rushed past, attacking the slime-covered creature again. Despite the fact that Verg was now fighting the demon, all of his attention was focused on you. He glared at you with a look of the purest hatred and barely restrained rage. It was ghastly for him to fight alongside you, but it was worth it to destroy the threat in the form of a demon. After a series of attacks, Vergil was thrown back near you again. Blocking attacks with Yamato he sank his eyes into you.

«When I will deal with this... You'll be next. For all you have done to my pride, I will have no mercy.»

His lips curved into a wry grin.