[ The twine about his arm comes loose, and the effect is delayed by only a few seconds. Trevor's face twists in pain and he hisses in air as blood finally starts to find its way into the half-dead limb. It's just chains left now, holding him in place. They're plain iron, by the looks of things. Not silver, meaning Carmilla's probably been here personally rather than having attendants do the work. It does mean that Alucard ought to be able to make short work of them.
Carmilla, having made her presence clear, ducks back behind the wall to put something between her and Sypha. She's still speaking, though. ]
He'd have seen through the eyes of all the Belmont sisters, you know, as they burned. They forced him to go through it with them. I do wonder what that did for his sanity, experiencing his wife's death again three times over.
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Carmilla, having made her presence clear, ducks back behind the wall to put something between her and Sypha. She's still speaking, though. ]
He'd have seen through the eyes of all the Belmont sisters, you know, as they burned. They forced him to go through it with them. I do wonder what that did for his sanity, experiencing his wife's death again three times over.