[Alucard's a bat before the nails can find purchase in his eyes. It's such a near thing, and a horrible reminder of what the stakes are here.
Throughout it, Alucard gives as good as he gets. Oh, he takes blows, blows that take more than an instant to recover from, but he always gets back on his feet. It feels like a miracle when he does that some moments, and there is such satisfaction on his face when Carmilla is disappointed he is standing.
Hours go by. Or maybe minutes. It's hard to tell, but the moon changes position as the fight drags on. This? This may be too long.]
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Throughout it, Alucard gives as good as he gets. Oh, he takes blows, blows that take more than an instant to recover from, but he always gets back on his feet. It feels like a miracle when he does that some moments, and there is such satisfaction on his face when Carmilla is disappointed he is standing.
Hours go by. Or maybe minutes. It's hard to tell, but the moon changes position as the fight drags on. This? This may be too long.]