[One might consider it cocksure to allow Vergil to set the tempo without a weapon in hand, but Vergil doesn't leap to such a conclusion right away. If there is one thing Nero is showing signs of improvement with, it's learning to read his opponent and letting his response be more thoughtful than just a display of raw power and strength. He's imperfect at it and Vergil's feints deceive him into moving right where Vergil can knock him to the ground, but Nero is improving.]
[Vergil moves himself into a ready position for just a moment before he surges forward. But his aim is not so direct a path. A flurry of mirage blades are made manifest and sling ahead of him to where Nero stands. (On those, Vergil does hold back for these training sessions. There's still force behind them, but they always shatter before they can pierce skin. It's one thing to bruise, another to cut.) They serve as distraction though as Vergil teleports to strike with a sheathed Yamato to take Nero out at the knees if he's not paying close enough attention. At least, that's the plan and what Vergil ultimately follows through on enacting. But it is with significantly less finesse and precision than Vergil anticipated that he does so.]
[In all his years, Vergil's speed has never bothered him. And yet that lightheadedness comes back in full force once he's come to an abrupt stop, and he feels his stomach do a flip. Something absolutely isn't right.]
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[Vergil moves himself into a ready position for just a moment before he surges forward. But his aim is not so direct a path. A flurry of mirage blades are made manifest and sling ahead of him to where Nero stands. (On those, Vergil does hold back for these training sessions. There's still force behind them, but they always shatter before they can pierce skin. It's one thing to bruise, another to cut.) They serve as distraction though as Vergil teleports to strike with a sheathed Yamato to take Nero out at the knees if he's not paying close enough attention. At least, that's the plan and what Vergil ultimately follows through on enacting. But it is with significantly less finesse and precision than Vergil anticipated that he does so.]
[In all his years, Vergil's speed has never bothered him. And yet that lightheadedness comes back in full force once he's come to an abrupt stop, and he feels his stomach do a flip. Something absolutely isn't right.]