[Dracula is here. The fires cast shadows that are too long, far too long, they waver and wrap around the trunks of still standing trees, and those too ignite. Alucard stands where he is, and is a gesture that makes it clear that he has no fear of this moment. The shadows pass by them both for now, (even Trevor is spared, at least for the moment).
Ahead, and really who is to say how far ahead this is, be it miles or mere feet, the flames twist and contort, forming a skull and then Dracula's head. It speaks in Dracula's voice, commanding and furious as darkness finally settles upon the land.]
Sídhe.
[The intonation is not addressed to Trevor. It is to something dead ahead of Dracula's gaze, and it drips a cold, calculated fury.]
You will be given a chance to explain why you stole my son.
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Ahead, and really who is to say how far ahead this is, be it miles or mere feet, the flames twist and contort, forming a skull and then Dracula's head. It speaks in Dracula's voice, commanding and furious as darkness finally settles upon the land.]
Sídhe.
[The intonation is not addressed to Trevor. It is to something dead ahead of Dracula's gaze, and it drips a cold, calculated fury.]
You will be given a chance to explain why you stole my son.