[ It’s petulant. Grumbling. It’s also the most normal thing that happens in those few seconds. Sypha has a ward up around the mouth of the cave before she’s even woken properly, one that only the three of them can move through. And the collector of parts-
He’s still holding the antler. And his exact weight might feel familiar. Trevor’s face stares back at Alucard, dangling uselessly by the neck in his hands. His face in health, with the antlers and without the long cut over one eye that seems to be threatening to be permanent. ]
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[ It’s petulant. Grumbling. It’s also the most normal thing that happens in those few seconds. Sypha has a ward up around the mouth of the cave before she’s even woken properly, one that only the three of them can move through. And the collector of parts-
He’s still holding the antler. And his exact weight might feel familiar. Trevor’s face stares back at Alucard, dangling uselessly by the neck in his hands. His face in health, with the antlers and without the long cut over one eye that seems to be threatening to be permanent. ]