Vergil stood unsteadily. Just in time for Xemnas to pick up another building and chuck it at Vergil, as he was wont to do.

Fighting in the sky did not work. So the next logical option was to bring him down to Earth. But first Vergil had to reach him. One more time.

Vergil sent a doppelganger out ahead. And then made another one right next to him. Vergil switched to the Metal Bat.

Then he waited. The building barrelled towards him at rapid speed. But he just had to wait for it.

There.

Vergil swung the bat. The tip collided with the center of the roof. Vergil observed the cracks form along the surface. It was a good hit. This particular part of the building, at the very least, would break. He watched chunks of stone fly in all directions. And one particular chunk set to fly above the rest of the building, right back towards Xemnas. For some, avoiding an attack and reflecting with a projectile might be enough. But not for Vergil.

In the brief space of time that the chunk was still close to Vergil, he tapped into the power of the Metal Bat and skipped time. He positioned himself atop the stone and hurdled ahead. Xemnas’ eyes widened. He tried to move to the side. But Vergil was ready for this.

He equipped Beowulf and leaped off the rock right as it passed by Xemnas. Vergil spun in rapid rotation driving his heel directly into Xemnas’s head again and again, before finally kicking him back down to the ground.

Right into the waiting Defibrillators of his first doppelganger. The shimmering visage scraped Dr. Kratos together until the light turned a stark white. Xemnas raised a barrier in an attempt to block it. But it was no use. The doppelganger pressed the pads against the wall and discharged a torrent of silver flame. It shattered the barrier like glass and slammed into Xemnas. He crashed through solar panel after solar panel, shards of his own creation dug into his skin.

Xemnas was unable to fight against the current. Which meant he had no recourse but to accept whatever Vergil’s final doppelganger had in store. It drew its blade and lacerated the air around it. Xemnas flew right into the blender of wounded reality. A black miasma spewed out from his wounds. He crashed into the rubble of the building he had thrown.

Vergil landed and sheathed his blade.

“You really are nothing.”

- Ragnarust Round 5