"Pathetic."

Vergil scoffed, after slashing in half another low-tier demon, and continuing walking up the Temen-ni-gru. Hesitating at first, you followed him again. He didn't even bother to look back at you, but you still followed him like a submissive doggy. What is wrong with this man...? You feel demonic energy from him, but yet, a human scent. Vergil then stops, turning his head towards you.

"If you would be any weaker demon, you'd be dead, you know."