“Enough of this.” In a single instant, he cut through all the streams surrounding him— all except for one. In the split second before Vergil’s blade cleaved the water, Dante had pointed his naginata up then down again. The water snaked along the drawn path and splashed into Vergil’s face. He was drenched. Ice solidified yet again, thicker this time. And Vergil wouldn’t be able to break out so easily.

The momentum was Dante’s. With Vergil’s defenses frozen, Dante stacked layer upon layer of ice onto Vergil, almost encasing him completely. Vergil summoned as many swords as he could muster and began to carve himself back out.

“Uhhhhh, what’s the matter Vergil? You having a hard time? Here—” Dante’s naginata disappeared. “This’ll break you out. Had to fight the Secretary of the Interior for this one. Very tough.”

Vergil had long since carved himself out and had sprinted ahead to close the distance.

- Ragnarust Round 4