“Enough talk,” said Vergil. He swung his blade again, and again. Some Xemnas blocked. Yet others struck true. And when they did, despite passing straight through him, despite passing through skin and bone, Xemnas still remained and nullified the wounds on reality Vergil left. He showed expressions of pain. The pure physiological reactions. But his demeanor remained calm. This man was no human. He was… nothing. He had said so himself, had he not?

- Ragnarust Round 5