The orb only responded with a faint glow, as if silently mocking him. It seemed to be mocking Vergil's anger.
His anger made him grit his teeth and bite down hard.
The heat went up his spine like wildfire, and his eyes flickered with that infernal light that used to appear at the worst moments. His patience had reached its limit, outlived him and exhausted him, this bitch was laughing at him. He knew exactly that.
"FUCK YOU! ANSWER ME!" he roared, and the sound came out like a pressure wave, distorting the air around him. The walls of the hall shook, the floor vibrated under his feet and the flames in the torches danced wildly with the impact.
Paimon took a step back, instinctively. 'Holy shit!' She choked on the murderous pressure that entered her bones, it was the first time she had felt such intent from Vergil.
