[They're almost at the top of the steps when it happens. Alucard can see the door, his hand extends so he can reach it, wrench it open and then there is such a deep and horrifying sting to his chest that the noise he lets out is not so much an angry vampire hiss as the howl of some injured animal. Gutteral, primal, a noise that is maybe too in touch with this place.
He doesn't look down, not yet. But the thing, it hasn't just snapped, it has dug into his flesh it is dragging, and his forward momentum isn't helping it either. Shit. Shit he can't bleed in here, he can't let this thing have his blood. He reaches down to grab the thing instead, wrap his hand around it with it still inside, and he yanks with his real strength. Not the one he feigns. His hands are his father's in this moment.]
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He doesn't look down, not yet. But the thing, it hasn't just snapped, it has dug into his flesh it is dragging, and his forward momentum isn't helping it either. Shit. Shit he can't bleed in here, he can't let this thing have his blood. He reaches down to grab the thing instead, wrap his hand around it with it still inside, and he yanks with his real strength. Not the one he feigns. His hands are his father's in this moment.]
Sypha, kill it off!