The locusts shot forth like stingers, forming two sharp spears which lanced at Vergil. He held out the Defibrillators and blocked the spines in their tracks. Sam seized the opportunity and attacked Vergil’s open form— just as planned.

Vergil caught the blade between the slabs and held tightly as the released spears stabbed him just beneath the ribs. “All too predictable, Samuel.” He dragged the Defibrillators across the blade in opposite directions and released them in a single slip-strike. The Yamato was enveloped in a green flame.

Sam chuckled. “Bad choice.”

Vergil allowed Sam to release his full fury upon his body. It was an impressive technique, to be sure— the swiftness and precision with which he swung his blade was nothing to scoff at. But it was lacking… something.

Sam took a step back, surprised that Vergil was not only unharmed by the strikes, but healed by them. He swung to the side until the flames went out. Vergil rubbed the Defibrillators together until they turned red.

- Ragnarust Round 1