The two weeks that followed were a period of recovery, rest, and, in some ways, frustration for Vergil.
Although his body was incredibly resilient, the Death Curse that Spectro had inflicted on him was not something that would simply fade with time. Sepphirothy had managed to remove the remnants of the cursed energy before it could spread throughout his system, but the scars left by that attack required more than just magic to heal.
His body was overwhelmed, forcing him to slow down—something he was not used to doing. After all, ever since he became a demon, Vergil had been consumed by this chaotic world and had not had a moment of respite.
Despite his endurance, Vergil accepted that he needed to rest. For the first time in a long while, he was able to truly stop and enjoy his own home, surrounded by his wives and loyal followers.