For a horrible, mad, furious moment, Alucard lets go of the sword. Yanks his hair free, and that stone's power is something Alucard has come to understand very well right now. Whoever holds it has even more power. True immortality. So let him hold it.
His sword can be gotten in a moment. The focus is on speed, on snatching that cursed stone from the corpse that holds it, and he manages it by sheer force of will. (Will, he has come to realize, is just another word for intent. How magic works, and that has been so very important in writing new theories.)
It is horrifying how instant the effect of just holding the stone is. There's a surge of energy, raw, wild, untamed, unbroken that flows through Alucard, and that is only by holding it in his hand. When Alucard turns to recall his sword to him, it too is an instant action. No delay. Nothing. Just there where it wasn't a second before.
His eyes, however, do not flash crimson red. That is on purpose. This is all about control, because unbridled rage was for Carmilla. Control is worse. Control means walking slowly through the room, making his pace known. Inviting an attack.]
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That's an idea, now isn't it?
For a horrible, mad, furious moment, Alucard lets go of the sword. Yanks his hair free, and that stone's power is something Alucard has come to understand very well right now. Whoever holds it has even more power. True immortality. So let him hold it.
His sword can be gotten in a moment. The focus is on speed, on snatching that cursed stone from the corpse that holds it, and he manages it by sheer force of will. (Will, he has come to realize, is just another word for intent. How magic works, and that has been so very important in writing new theories.)
It is horrifying how instant the effect of just holding the stone is. There's a surge of energy, raw, wild, untamed, unbroken that flows through Alucard, and that is only by holding it in his hand. When Alucard turns to recall his sword to him, it too is an instant action. No delay. Nothing. Just there where it wasn't a second before.
His eyes, however, do not flash crimson red. That is on purpose. This is all about control, because unbridled rage was for Carmilla. Control is worse. Control means walking slowly through the room, making his pace known. Inviting an attack.]