[Maria is pulling and so Alucard's sword goes to work. He's fast. Not as fast as he used to be, but fast enough to beat the thing back before it tries to reclaim lost ground. At some point he snaps at one of the Wilders to get a flame, to burn stumps as he cuts through them, and so in the mix of roses and thorns there is that of burning.
It's a memory of it's own kind. One he wasn't present for but knows all the same, and Alucard hisses for it. It's rare for him to sound so sharp and vampiric in the company of others, but it goes unremarked.
The thorns relent. The tension snaps, and the wilder is released smack into Maria. If there was more distance, he'd probably fly in a beautiful arc, landing on the ground with a few skids. Such as it is, his legs hit the ground and the rest of him is limp, demanding Maria take his weight.
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It's a memory of it's own kind. One he wasn't present for but knows all the same, and Alucard hisses for it. It's rare for him to sound so sharp and vampiric in the company of others, but it goes unremarked.
The thorns relent. The tension snaps, and the wilder is released smack into Maria. If there was more distance, he'd probably fly in a beautiful arc, landing on the ground with a few skids. Such as it is, his legs hit the ground and the rest of him is limp, demanding Maria take his weight.
Alucard breathes out.]
Take him and get him medical attention. Now.