Vergil looked at the two won with a contemptuous smile, his red eyes glowing with a threatening intensity. "Co," he ordered, his voice laden with confidence and coldness. He was more than prepared for what was about to co.
Without hesitation, the two won advanced in perfect synchrony, their swords radiating an almost palpable energy. The strikes were quick and brutal, their blades slicing through the air with deadly precision. Even for Vergil, the force of their attacks was overwhelming, and the ground trembled under the impact of their movents.
There wasn't ti for him to react completely. In an instant, he was launched backward in an explosion of energy, his body crashing against a building with a speed that made the surrounding structures tremble.
"HAHAHAHA YES!" Vergil yelled, laughing as he collided with the concrete, his demonic energy releasing a wave of destruction.
Roxanne, who had been watching closely, stood frozen, her eyes fixed on Vergil. She sighed deeply, a hint of frustration creeping into her thoughts. "I just wanted... to fuck," she murmured, visibly upset. She glanced around at the scene with a sigh. "Is it too much to ask... to feel the warm touch of my husband in peace...?" she thought, wishing the situation were less chaotic and more intimate.
Her gaze remained on Vergil, a mix of understanding and a hint of irritation at the unexpected disruption of her plans. "Damn," she cursed.
Vergil erged from the rubble with a manic grin, his red eyes gleaming with excitent and power. His expression was a perfect reflection of a being who knew his dominance over the battle. "HAHAHAHA, THIS IS FUN!" he shouted, his laughter echoing around as he advanced, a demonic aura enveloping his body like a storm ready to strike.
He wasn't just recovering; he was feeding off the energy of the fight, the adrenaline from each strike intensifying his pleasure. With a swift, fluid movent, he lunged at the two sacred won, his Yamato sword in hand, ready to cut through the air and anything that tried to oppose him.
The two, their expressions impassive, reacted quickly, but the teamwork they had attempted to use until now seed ineffective. Vergil was far beyond their expectations. He forced them to adapt, shifting their strategy quickly, but without success. The coordination that had once seed perfect was now crumbling under the pressure he imposed.
"Zex, take his back! I'll face him head-on!" the blonde woman ordered, her voice clear and firm, but with a slight unease. It was evident they were starting to realize their synchronization wasn't enough to handle Vergil.
"Understood, Iridia," Zex responded with an icy confidence, though her eyes showed they were aware the challenge had escalated to another level. She advanced swiftly, moving through the shadows, searching for an opening to surprise Vergil.
Vergil laughed as he noticed the change in tactics, his eyes glowing with a hint of amusent. "So, these two have nas..." he muttered, more to himself than to them, as he cut the distance between himself and Iridia with a movent of his sword.
He paused for a mont, as if enjoying the discovery of the new ga unfolding. "Iridia and Zex... What interesting nas for such... enchanting won," he continued, each word laced with sarcasm and provocation.
Zex, moving through the shadows, didn't take long to strike. But Vergil, always a step ahead, spun with the speed of a predator and easily blocked her strike, his eyes never leaving the two figures.
Iridia, in turn, tried to surround him, waiting for a mistake, but Vergil was far from careless. He broke into an even wider grin, feeling the ga intensify as the battle unfolded.
"You think you can beat with this amateur coordination?" Vergil mocked, his voice cold and disdainful. "You may be the best in your orders, but you're far from being a match for ." Explore hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire
The two won exchanged a glance, now fully aware that the situation was shifting, their teamwork was beginning to fail, and the line between combat and disaster was becoming increasingly thin.
Vergil advanced with a confidence that bordered on disdain, his steps agile and calculated, like a predator playing with its prey. He blocked every attack with ease, as if the sacred blades of Iridia and Zex were re toys. Frustration was growing in both of them, and Vergil knew exactly how to manipulate it.
"Ah, this is fun!" Vergil mocked, dodging yet another strike from Zex, before leaping to the side and with a fluid movent, slicing Iridia's blade midair. "Seriously, you two have no idea what you're doing, do you? You work together, and yet you can barely touch ."
Iridia growled, clearly irritated, her eyes sparkling with growing rage. She spun her sword with more force, delivering a wild strike. "I don't need a lesson on how to fight from soone like you!" she shouted, but deep down, she knew she was losing control of the situation. Vergil was rendering every one of her moves ineffective, always one step ahead, always a strike quicker, more precise.
Vergil laughed with contempt. "How pathetic... You really think you're going to beat with those strikes? So predictable." He easily dodged, almost as if he were dancing, a malicious grin on his face.
Zex, trying to find an opening, made a bold move, attempting to reach Vergil's back, but he blocked her with a simple movent of his sword. The speed with which he reacted took her by surprise. "Oh, you're quick, but lacking intelligence, my dear. You need more than that."
Zex, now visibly irritated, looked at Iridia with a nervous expression. "What's happening?! We're working together, but... nothing is working!" she exhaled, frustrated.
Iridia, her patience running thin, took a deep breath and looked at Zex, her eyes burning with rage and sothing else — a subtle insecurity. "You're telling this now?! Don't tell you can't even touch him. You're embarrassing here!" she retorted, her voice growing harsher, as if the confidence she had in herself was beginning to crack.
Vergil, seeing the growing nervousness between them, couldn't resist the temptation to provoke even further. "Look at you two... One so arrogant, the other so desperate. You really think you can defeat ? This synchronization of yours is... well, adorable, but utterly useless." He let out a sarcastic laugh. "If I were you, I'd start reconsidering your decisions."
The tension between the two won was palpable, and it didn't go unnoticed by Vergil. He knew he was exploiting their desperation, forcing them to make mistakes. What once seed like a united strategy began to disintegrate, each one blaming the other for their failure.
"Don't get nervous, Zex. I think we're not doing a good job together, but we can fix this. I swear!" Iridia tried to regain control, but the doubt in her voice was clear. She had never been challenged like this before, and Vergil was breaking their confidence piece by piece.
Zex looked at her with distrust, anger beginning to take hold. "Are you saying this is my fault?! You can't even land a hit! And you still think you can command !" she shouted, her frustration now evident, sothing she had never shown before.
Vergil seized the mont of tension to advance, delivering a strike so fast that it was impossible for the two to react in ti. He cut through the air with the Yamato, the blade grazing Zex's sword before he vanished in a blur, appearing behind her and pressing his blade against her throat. "You two... Should know it's not just teamwork that wins a battle," he whispered, his voice full of venom and pleasure.
Iridia spun around quickly, her face red with anger and sha. "No... this won't end like this!" she scread, but Vergil cut her off with a piercing glare.
"Yes, it will," Vergil said with a cruel smile, looking at them with an air of superiority. "Because, in the end, you were never a real threat. Just figures in a ga I've already won." He paused, and then, with a quick movent, appeared behind Iridia. With a precise strike, he hit her neck, causing her to faint instantly. She fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes, and Vergil, effortlessly, grabbed her by the arm as if she were a re object.
Turning to Zex, Vergil appeared in front of her with a mischievous smile. "Now it's your turn, my dear," he murmured before delivering an equally powerful strike, knocking her unconscious. Zex fell backward with a loud impact, like a ragdoll without control.
Vergil looked at the two unconscious won and sighed, as if he had just completed a tedious task. "Well, that was... anticlimactic. I was expecting a bit more resistance. But alright, let's do this my way."
He turned to Roxanne with a mischievous grin, his eyes sparkling with unusual amusent. "Darling, disable the barrier, let's take these two ho. I'm sure we have a LOT to discover... or at least so good laughs with their attempts to fool us."
Roxanne, who had been watching the scene with a mix of disbelief and exhaustion, looked at him and made a face of discouragent.
"I just wanted to... have sex..." Roxanne murmured sadly.
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