[The gambit works too effectively. It gives Alucard no time to brace for the impact, because the Thing That Is Not Trevor is on him too fast. Belmont battle speed supplemented by vampirism. Stupid miscalculation, when he needs calculation more than ever. Because if Trevor's going to bite (and at this point, it is clear he is), it has to be in a controlled spot. Not the wrist, it's sacred to Trevor. Not the neck, it's tied up with too many pleasant evenings in bed. The thigh is impossible to redirect to.
Elbow. Right in the bend. It'll do, there's no attachment to the spot.
This is the dumbest thing Alucard has done in some time. He shoves his elbow right into Trevor's mouth, trusting instinct first and then if nothing else, Sypha to send a horrible waft of air that will put both of them spinning for so very different reasons.
The claws in the chest will heal. The memory of that face will take much longer to fade.]
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Elbow. Right in the bend. It'll do, there's no attachment to the spot.
This is the dumbest thing Alucard has done in some time. He shoves his elbow right into Trevor's mouth, trusting instinct first and then if nothing else, Sypha to send a horrible waft of air that will put both of them spinning for so very different reasons.
The claws in the chest will heal. The memory of that face will take much longer to fade.]