I must(really want to) say, I like this way of doing paragraphs much better. Even though things get spread kind of thin at least it's possible to actually read it now. Enjoy.


Vergil braced himself. He'd still been holding himself back so there would be more power to tap into when that girl went into that special state of hers. But he could almost feel the power just radiating off of her. Even the false-behavior he'd shown before which had been designed to give him an edge now, didn't seem like it would do much. He could still win. That was certain. But it was looking more and more like he would have to use…

The girl lunged towards him.

Vergil dove to the left in order to dodge the attack and he felt the girl blast past him; almost a kind of wind following her because of her speed.

But just as he started to bring Yamato up in a counterattack he felt the girl start to attack again. She performed various thrusts at him; all of which he evaded. But with each dodge he performed Vergil felt her attacks increase in power and speed. Eventually he had to bring Yamato up to help him repel the attacks.

Her strength had more than multiplied. It had become otherworldly. With each strike that Vergil barely avoided or repelled he noticed that she was still getting better. If her abilities kept increasing as they were there was no way he would be able to defeat her without going into devil trigger.

She turned the fang in mind-thrust and rammed it at him. Though Vergil was able to block it with Yamato the sheer power behind her attack knocked him off his feet. He flipped while in the air and landed on his feet.

"I'm going to have to focus on this if I'm to win without using devil trigger." Vergil thought solemnly while looking up. The girl was already within five feet of him and once again he had to dodge and repel her attacks. This time, however, he decided to do something different. Vergil allowed his right shoulder to get cut by the girl's "sword" so that he could stab out at her himself. Though for a second he'd thought Yamato penetrated her stomach it was quickly revealed to be simply an after-image. As it dissipated he saw the girl running at him again. But he wasn't going to let her keep doing this until he was worn down.

Vergil snapped Yamato back in its sheathe and pushed himself backwards. After a second of concentrating he started slashing at the air at supersonic speeds, sending purple orbs at her. She jumped over the orbs, but he had simply used it to get her off her guard.

Vergil tricked, his name for the teleportation technique he used, up to her and swung Yamato down at her. The reflexes she had at the beginning of the battle wouldn't have even been able to react to his attack, but the heightened senses which she received when in that "Blue" state of hers not only made it possible for her to block the attack, but to knock Yamato out of Vergil's hands while doing so.

Though this surprised him it was far from shocking enough to make him hesitate. He grabbed Yamato's sheath and struck upwards at the fang which the girl was using as a sword. As expected, because the girl's grip had loosened after the attack, Vergil's strike sent the fang off in the opposite direction of where Yamato had fallen.

As the two of them began to fall out of the air the girl kicked Yamato's sheathe from Vergil's hands and the two were without weapons when they landed several feet apart.

Though humans would have instantly started towards their weapons the two of them simply stood there.

Regardless of who went for what weapon the other would be able to reach them before they got to the desired object and attack them.

So they stood, looking at each other. The girl's gaze seemed to flick momentarily to the area on his shoulder where she had cut him before and Vergil saw just a hint of surprise in her eyes when she noticed it had already healed.

But Vergil was done acting arrogant. It had simply been a ruse to make her drop her guard when she got serious anyway and had even failed at that purpose.

Vergil didn't know how strong she was, nor did he know how skilled she was in hand-to-hand combat. But regardless of that he needed to end this quickly. His right hand, the one that had briefly acted up before he entered the building, was starting to tremble again. He didn't know exactly what that meant but his body was getting too excited from all of the fighting that it was becoming harder and harder to fight against the urge to devil trigger.

Not wanting to waste any more time, he ran towards her.

Even though she was stronger than she looked most of the defensive actions she'd done in this battle were dodging. So if he acted like he was going to tackle her and made her dodge out of the way he could use that opportunity to attack her while she was caught off-guard.

He made it within a few feet of her and prepared to stop after she dodged.

But she didn't.

Instead, the girl casually stuck out a hand and grabbed him by the throat, stopping his charge with little effort despite all the momentum he'd built up. She lifted him up with her arm high enough so that he was in the air, despite their height difference.

He looked at her. Eyes wide open from how shocking it was that she could just stop him so easily.

For a moment she kept the serious expression she'd held before, but then it softened and turned into a satisfied grin.

The shock in Vergil's eyes was overcome by his anger. She'd made him look like trash twice now!

At that he brought a knee up against her chin. It caused her to let go of his neck and for her head to be facing upwards, but nothing else.

He almost stumbled back out of surprise. But once again the shock melted away and turned into anger.

He ran forward and yelled, punching and kicking at her quicker than a human could. But no matter what he did she just dodged; keeping that grin while doing so.

Vergil broke off a punch and tried to hit her with his elbow, but she caught it.

In response he tried to hit her again with his knee, but she caught that too with the other arm and simply tossed him into a pillar.

Vergil shook his head to clear it and then ran forward again. But instead of dodging his blows, this time she kicked him in the stomach, sending him into and through the pillar he had hit just a second ago.

He just barely managed to land on his feet, but she was already next to him and grabbed him by the collar of his coat and flung him into a wall. His coat came off while Vergil was in the air and so the rock in the wall bit into his bare arms.

This time Vergil couldn't land on his feet, and fell on it with his knees.

"Damn it!" He said angrily under his breath as he noticed her already close to him again.

Vergil swung at the girl again, but she ducked under the punch and hit him in the ribs with an elbow. The demonically-enhanced ribs easily broke under her hit and he started to fall to his knees again. But one of her hands struck him into the wall again and he slid down it, landing with his head facing downwards.

"Anything left to say now?" She asked him with a tone similar to when an executioner asks you if you have any last words.

He stared down, unbelieving, at the floor.

His hair had fallen down from its usual style and now resembled the way Dante wore his.

There was simply no way he could have lost again! It was unbelievable! But he knew that it had happened and relented, despite how hard it for him to do so. Vergil allowed himself to give into his urges.

His hand stopped trembling and Vergil spoke up.

"Just one word." He said, beginning to gain a smirk he had never had before. Then his head snapped up and glared at her in a look that mixed both roaring hatred and gleeful joy. The look caused her to take a step away.

"Crash!"


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