[ The creature moves past Alucard, past the stone speaker, to one of the climbing roses holding the Belmont estate together. It’s massive, a dark, scarred creature.

It plucks one, then drops it at Alucard’s feet. ]

Plant it at the threshold of whichever church means to play host to this nonsense, then prick your finger on one of its thorns. Those who share your blood will be safe.