Chapter 812 - They were kidnapped...

Vergil remained seated on the edge of the bed after uttering those words. The room remained silent, enveloped in the bluish twilight of dawn that discreetly filtered through the gaps in the curtains, but something within him had completely changed. It wasn't just worry. It wasn't even fear in the common sense of the word. It was a much deeper, instinctive, and unpleasant feeling, similar to the sudden realization that something fundamental had disappeared from reality without explanation. For years, he had learned to recognize presences, spiritual signatures, echoes of energy, and bonds that transcended physical distance. Some connections were so strong that they became impossible to ignore. Sepphirothy was one of them. Sapphire too.