[There is no reason left in the vampire. If there was, he'd be able to determine that they're dealing with a shadow, a duplicate, some kind of bilocating spell, the kind of thing that enables one to act through a surrogate. Such as it is, his hands have become claws and he is trying to dig and scratch through the terrible shadows binding Sypha and break them in half.
He's failing. They're not real, every time he thinks he's gotten through the bonds he nearly scratches Sypha instead and he can't do that. That's a prelude to something else entirely, a thing forbidden by his own heart because he cannot imagine something crueler than turning either of them.
That's a thought that drives him to keep trying though. A life time, they get a life time, and this necromancer is threatening all of it.
He wants to hiss and thrash and make a point that this necromancer is doing the worst thing possible, coming for the associate of the lord of this city. To use title to intimidate, but it won't fucking work because the necromancer is mad and in this moment, Alucard is no better.
Out of the corner of his eye, Alucard's pretty sure Trevor's starting some kind of magic. Or trying to, finding ways to track this, track it now because even if Sypha is torn from them they can find her. Then Sypha starts thrashing, and Alucard's trying to get the shadow gag out of her mouth and--]
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He's failing. They're not real, every time he thinks he's gotten through the bonds he nearly scratches Sypha instead and he can't do that. That's a prelude to something else entirely, a thing forbidden by his own heart because he cannot imagine something crueler than turning either of them.
That's a thought that drives him to keep trying though. A life time, they get a life time, and this necromancer is threatening all of it.
He wants to hiss and thrash and make a point that this necromancer is doing the worst thing possible, coming for the associate of the lord of this city. To use title to intimidate, but it won't fucking work because the necromancer is mad and in this moment, Alucard is no better.
Out of the corner of his eye, Alucard's pretty sure Trevor's starting some kind of magic. Or trying to, finding ways to track this, track it now because even if Sypha is torn from them they can find her. Then Sypha starts thrashing, and Alucard's trying to get the shadow gag out of her mouth and--]