Slowly, Vergil placed his hand on his heart, the last of the demonic hearts he possessed… "…"
He was no longer demonic… he was… draconic.
"Impressive." He heard the voice coming from within his heart, no, from his inner world. It was Crymsaria's voice.
"I missed hearing from you all," Vergil said, weaving a laugh, "Is everything alright?" he asked.
Nivara's voice followed, "I'd say things seem to have fallen into place now, you should see how your soul is now," she said, and he felt as if she were smiling.
Then: "I'd say we can finally help you with something now." Qliphoth's descending voice echoed, "Want a little help?" She said, and clearly, she was smiling too much~
"Hm… I don't know, do I need it?" He smiled~
His body began to produce a lot of energy seemingly out of nowhere~ "What is this?" Qliphoth replied: "My roots have finally connected to your soul, now I can finally manage your soul correctly and nurture it like the world tree itself." She smiled.
