Vergil needed money, he was hard up for it too. So he was taking any work he thought had a good price. It kept him from being social, but that was perfectly fine with him. He didn't really care for people anyway. He was helping with the demolition, which wasn't all that hard with his power and Dante's Rebellion sword. He knew just how much damage the sword could take, after all it had belonged to their father first and he's watched how Dante uses it. It was not Yamato, but it would do.

It was stress relieving to destroy something. To have a job and be very good at it and in this case he feels he is. Though after a few days there he started to feel a little off, which was strange considering he never gets sick. Late in one afternoon he finds himself staring up at the sky spaced.]