An abandoned little witch (II)

Vergil knelt beside her, offering his hand to help her up. Despite the injuries and her extremely frightened expression, he couldn't help but reach out to her.

"It's okay now," Vergil said to the girl, trying to sound reassuring and offer some support. "You're safe now, just relax a bit." He gave her a light smile.

The girl hesitated for a moment before accepting his hand, allowing him to lift her. She seemed fragile, almost as if she might crumble at any moment. Her body trembled, and her eyes were still wide with fear, dirty and hurt.

Viviane, finally approaching, looked at the girl with an assessing gaze.

"So, what do you plan to do now, Vergil?" Viviane asked him with a curious look; it was the first time she had witnessed a situation like this.

"Do you think saving her will change anything? She's still a Corrupted Witch. That doesn't change," she said, a little skeptical about the situation; in fact, it was somewhat uncomfortable for her.