Sacred vs Demonic

The tension in the air thickened, and Vergil observed the two women with an indifferent gaze, as if the situation were merely a distraction to him.

His aura, always controlled and unshakable, began to shift. He was no longer just calm; he started emanating a massive, dominating presence, making the energy around them almost palpable.

'How do these people know we have one of the fragments?' Vergil wondered but remained resolute.

"Hand over the Excalibur Fragment?" Vergil repeated with a mocking smile, his voice soft yet laced with an imminent threat.

He took a step forward, his red eyes glowing with a fierce intensity, and his aura began to press down on the space around them. "You know, I really don't like being pressured, especially when I don't have any of it."