[While Trevor disappears to wrangle the oven, Alucard stands over the flames as best he can. One hand (his left) remains outstretched, and the words he murmurs are some old Enochian dialect that Sypha has found best suited to this task. He falls silent, waves his hand clockwise then counter-clockwise over the flame, and then withdraws.
The flames glow an eerie green, and a white puff of smoke moves up the chimney. Good. It's taken.
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[While Trevor disappears to wrangle the oven, Alucard stands over the flames as best he can. One hand (his left) remains outstretched, and the words he murmurs are some old Enochian dialect that Sypha has found best suited to this task. He falls silent, waves his hand clockwise then counter-clockwise over the flame, and then withdraws.
The flames glow an eerie green, and a white puff of smoke moves up the chimney. Good. It's taken.
Alucard heads for the kitchen next.]
Did you notice the set of gold skulls down there?