[ Leon nods, taking the box from Dracula’s sight. There’s a satisfaction in it, a note of hope. He has not forgotten. ]

I understand it to be desperation. Old powers, injured and lashing out, making their own claims upon the day and night alike. [ The church, he means. ] The young ones do not understand how best to deal with these things.

But then, you said rules, and not rule. You wish to enlighten me about these steps, do you not?