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... ir weapons as Lisa began chanting while Thorne roared to intercept.
But Vergil remained calm, not moving from his spot. The puppet and his eyes locked onto one another. A message perhaps?
He slowly drew his sword as it gleamed in the pale light that pierced the ruins before stepping forward.
His sword moving in a downward arc, a single precise cut that made a light thud as the doll’s head rolled to the side.
Its body followed soon after.
Vergil only exhale ...
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