Vergil did not offer words not at first, he shifted in the cheap boots and ran at her drawing the Zweihänder fast and swinging wide, it did not pulsate like it did when Nelo held it. Vergil refused to use Mundus' enhancements... more like curses. Nelo Angelo's clothes were not made for battle, more to be warn under the armor that Vergil had not touched.

The black jacket flowed behind him as he tried to turn as he ran to put more force into the swing. "I need MORE Power!" he shouted, he would not say why he wanted to kill her. He was a secretive man, always had been he would never give the full hand if he did not have too. Her power, maybe that was a start to seal the pain.