[Floating was the right choice. That is scant comfort, but Alucard is satisfied that he has at least fought off one problem before it could take hold. His eyes flick to the terrible walls though, and he growls out Trevor's name but once.
It is permission. It is handing over the reins of the vampire over to the Belmont entirely, and for that Alucard can only sit inside of himself and watch.
They can't be certain the light that Alucard is bathed in will work, and so the first thing that happens is Alucard's sword is sent out to meet the shadows on the walls. To carve into them a counter spell, praying that the extension of the light spell on Alucard will continue to extend to the sword and keep those terrible shadows at bay. The steel screeches as it cuts through the wood, and that is not a natural sound.]
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It is permission. It is handing over the reins of the vampire over to the Belmont entirely, and for that Alucard can only sit inside of himself and watch.
They can't be certain the light that Alucard is bathed in will work, and so the first thing that happens is Alucard's sword is sent out to meet the shadows on the walls. To carve into them a counter spell, praying that the extension of the light spell on Alucard will continue to extend to the sword and keep those terrible shadows at bay. The steel screeches as it cuts through the wood, and that is not a natural sound.]