[He is tired. He is sloppy. Of course he can't top Vergil. Of course he's barely holding his own. He should just give up and quit before he embarrasses himself even worse. Before he gets this sloppy in every fight because of muscle memory, like his dad says. What if he sucked this much in every fight? If this is the best he can do maybe he just sucks in general? But seriously, there's nothing at stake here, except an outsized chunk of his pride that suggests there are, uh, some issues being tied up with what's supposed to be a basic spar. Who cares?
Nero does. A hell of a fucking lot.
His fingers shake on the grip of his sword as his wings appear, and a wave of demonic energy simmers around him, not quite firing yet but threatening to.]
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[He is tired. He is sloppy. Of course he can't top Vergil. Of course he's barely holding his own. He should just give up and quit before he embarrasses himself even worse. Before he gets this sloppy in every fight because of muscle memory, like his dad says. What if he sucked this much in every fight? If this is the best he can do maybe he just sucks in general? But seriously, there's nothing at stake here, except an outsized chunk of his pride that suggests there are, uh, some issues being tied up with what's supposed to be a basic spar. Who cares?
Nero does. A hell of a fucking lot.
His fingers shake on the grip of his sword as his wings appear, and a wave of demonic energy simmers around him, not quite firing yet but threatening to.]
I'm fucking better than this. I'll prove it.