Vergil launched himself at Sephiroth. Dante rushed to join his reckless brother in the fray but Vergil's foot shot out and tripped him. "You'll only slow me down." Vergil growled. Once again fiery wings burst from.

With his Devil Trigger active, he kept the battle close and fast where Sephiroth could take neither full advantage of his reach or his ranged magicks. His Yamamoto danced nimbly but somehow Sephiroth’s sword was there to meet it every time. He smiled indulgently. Tolerating a toddler’s attempt at play.

- Proletlariet Round 4