Being knocked off balance but not to the ground, Vergil regains his footing only to have Aryn stop him cold from behind.  "Damn it, get off!"  He tries getting free, but realizing he can't, he gives up the fight and slumps, suddenly out of whatever adrenaline rush had a hold of him.  "Damn...it.  Damn it...all to hell!  Fine...but when things...get worse...I'll be there to say I told you so!"  He says, fuming but not attacking anymore as he stalks off back to the dorms by himself.  Things would only get worse, that Vergil could practically feel to be true, nevermind how he knew.