Another force collided against Vergil. A fist, specifically. With the constant onslaught of soundwaves, it was the last thing needed to dislodge him. Vergil fell to the ground. Standing above him was a man in a helmet. And spandex.

“So this is the Cabinet Killer,” he said. “The Son of Sparda. He who has turned so many of our ranks into Devil Arms.”

“And who the Hell are you supposed to be?”

“I am the Secretary of Labor. I am Lord Drakkon. I, too, have slaughtered my foes. I, too, have taken their weapons as my own. I kill. I conquer.” He held his blade to Vergil’s throat. “And when two conquerors cross paths, only one may stand.”

- Ragnarust Round 5