[ Well, shit. He'd been meaning to just tell Alucard to go through the door, but now the assassin is between them and it. He catches his balance again after being dragged out of harm's way.
Even revealed, as they are when they're thrown into the light, it's hard to tell much about them. They wear the face-obscuring uniform of one of Dracula's men. Moving through shadows isn't the most common gift among vampires, but it's not rare enough to narrow down a list of suspects in the moment.
What will be enough to narrow down suspects later is the way that, rather than running or trying to destroy the light, they raise their arm so that the blade is in the way of the light. As the shadow of its point travels across the wall there's a terrible scraping sound. It leaves a shallow gouge in the stone.
He grabs Alucard before it strikes either of them, and the hand at the back of Alucard's coat doesn't feel like Trevor's when it lifts Alucard effortlessly. It's small. Feminine. The hand that punched Godbrand across the great hall when they were both children. Saint Sara's. Usually he might use a connection to her to fight a vampire, but right now he just kind of needs her to yeet one.
He tosses Alucard at the door, away from the blade's shadow. ]
Castle! Lock that door! Make it lead somewhere else.
[ Get the prince safe, then he can deal with the assassin. ]
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Even revealed, as they are when they're thrown into the light, it's hard to tell much about them. They wear the face-obscuring uniform of one of Dracula's men. Moving through shadows isn't the most common gift among vampires, but it's not rare enough to narrow down a list of suspects in the moment.
What will be enough to narrow down suspects later is the way that, rather than running or trying to destroy the light, they raise their arm so that the blade is in the way of the light. As the shadow of its point travels across the wall there's a terrible scraping sound. It leaves a shallow gouge in the stone.
He grabs Alucard before it strikes either of them, and the hand at the back of Alucard's coat doesn't feel like Trevor's when it lifts Alucard effortlessly. It's small. Feminine. The hand that punched Godbrand across the great hall when they were both children. Saint Sara's. Usually he might use a connection to her to fight a vampire, but right now he just kind of needs her to yeet one.
He tosses Alucard at the door, away from the blade's shadow. ]
Castle! Lock that door! Make it lead somewhere else.
[ Get the prince safe, then he can deal with the assassin. ]