[Easy as anything to slice through shadow. To land on the ground, roll, and this time direct his sword at the necromancer's feet. Fuck his ankle up, severe tendons, make moving impossible. His mother's medical knowledge, but used to harm rather than heal. She'd be furious about this.
(Alucard will apologize by way of leaving flowers at he grave come morning.)
Trevor's thoughts are still there. Fading. Alucard can't react to them. Not now. The necromancer can't have satisfaction, just as he gets no words out of the vampire. The most he gets are the noises that come with the sheer physical exertion of effort, and once Alucard is sure that his sword will land true, he is no longer human.
There is a wolf, and it lands only feet away. Teeth barred, sights on the necromancer's throat.]
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(Alucard will apologize by way of leaving flowers at he grave come morning.)
Trevor's thoughts are still there. Fading. Alucard can't react to them. Not now. The necromancer can't have satisfaction, just as he gets no words out of the vampire. The most he gets are the noises that come with the sheer physical exertion of effort, and once Alucard is sure that his sword will land true, he is no longer human.
There is a wolf, and it lands only feet away. Teeth barred, sights on the necromancer's throat.]