Sapphire threw down an array of weapons of all types, from swords of every size and shape to exotic arms Vergil could barely identify. It was an almost comical spectacle in its exaggeration, and he could barely hold back a laugh.
"Come on, pick one. Swords, spears, maces… spiked shoes, odachis, katanas, daggers, twin knives, giant swords that could kill a dragon by sheer weight," Sapphire said with amusement, watching the pile of weapons spread at his feet. "What do you want to learn first?"
Vergil looked at the collection, a mixture of awe and caution in his eyes. Sapphire had that wild sparkle of someone who delighted in confusing others—and he was beginning to understand that she did this very well.
'This crazy woman… she can handle all of this?' Vergil thought, beginning to analyze everything slowly and carefully.
