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Surely it would have been safer to do this during daylight.

We would have been expected to do this during daylight.

We may call them night creatures,

but they operate perfectly when in sunshine.

But surely the vampires who command them are disadvantaged by daylight.

Their night creatures are clearly being instructed.

The attacks are too targeted.

So we're moving before they can be given fresh orders.

We live in hope, yes.

And our chances of making it to your castle

before we're spotted and those fresh orders are given?

Oh, somewhere between slim and none, I would imagine.

When I want to hear from you, I'll throw a coin in your begging bowl.

All this and a magical tramp.

"Magical"?

I've lived out here my whole life.

We live next to the spirits of wood and stream,

the things that come with the storm and the smell of magic.

You smell of it. He reeks of it.

Hm.

What does it smell like to you?

On you, it's sweet like spices.

On him, it's rotten.

Yes, it's... it's rendered me quite deaf.

I am but a scholar, madam.

The scents you detect are entirely down to Alucard having recently used soap

and my having to fight your chickens for access to pond water.

And losing.

And indeed losing. I am a man of books.

Your earthy peasant ways are quite beyond me.

My skills lie in other directions.

Pity. I was hoping you were good with a knife.

I'm going to circle around and make sure I don't have stragglers.

Just a scholar, then?

Well, and very good at inventing drinks.

I used to know someone who would have liked that about you.

I used to know someone who liked that about me.

I hope to see her again soon.

I hope you do. That sounds comforting.

Oh, yes. Thank you.

Keep walking.

That's right.

No calls for help from you.

Doesn't it look absolutely bloody exhausting?

Move, man!

Could you seriously not have considered taking the arrow out of his brain?

Just pull the thing out.

You can't just pull arrows out.

The barbs on the back of the arrowhead tear the flesh open

if you yank the thing free.

You do know he's already dead?

Would you want to wake up with an arrowhead filling your eye socket?

There. Now...

let's try thinking for a moment before bringing the next one in, shall we?

You're back in the world. Take a breath.

This is your place now.

These two will mark you out and take you where you need to be.

Next.

Can I just say...

that I find this whole blasphemous process disgusting?

Then why are you sitting there watching it?

Because I want to hate it properly.

Don't you have anything better to do?

No. Wait outside until I call you.

What's wrong, Lenore?

Nothing's wrong. What makes you say something's wrong?

I've got eyes and ears. I know when something's wrong.

All right.

When Carmilla's left on her own for too long,

she starts to scheme,

and that works out really well for us.

Styria might be the oldest stable vampire community in the world,

certainly the only one run by women.

I'm overjoyed.

Shush.

Morana and Striga are away.

I've been busy taking care of some of Morana's work

and spending time with you,

and Carmilla's been on her own a lot.

Now, do you know how Styria has lasted so long?

Because you're all very clever vampire sisters?

You've been paying attention.

Yes, but also because we didn't overreach.

Vampires are thirsty, Lenore.

It's what defines you.

There's always more blood to be drunk somewhere across the next field.

But we didn't do that, not really.

But now I'm...

I don't know, and it's...

It's leaving me feeling a bit lost.

Like my place in our system has been erased.

I think you were the last problem I had to solve.

Yes. Thanks again for that.

Oh, shush. You were having fun.

Well, right up until almost the end.

But you're making another point.

This is why I like you.

You're capable of actually listening to me.

Maybe you'll reach your other point before I die of old age.

The four of us support each other.

But soon I'll have nothing to do.

Nothing to offer.

There's no diplomacy involved in making humans stand in line to be bled.

All the humans.

- And not just in Europe. - Oh?

She showed me her maps.

I made her angry, I think.

She showed me maps of the world.

I know, I know.

A giant human pen from here to Braila. I've had the lectures.

Not anymore.

She's been scheming.

And she showed me maps of the world, Hector.

The world.

The pen was about securing our survival and safety for centuries to come.

It was an insane idea, but we could stretch and make it work.

But now she sees weakness everywhere.

And we were a strong and stable community

in a world that lost many of its vampire leaders at Braila.

So what you're saying is if it's there, she's going to drink it.

She said she had one plan:

To annex land from here to the sea.

She promised me that was her plan,

and then she was left alone,

and then I made her angry and she showed me her maps.

I think she lied to me.

Just the way Dracula lied to me.

Look at them die!

I know you're all tired and scared,

but they're just bloody animals!

Kill the bastards!

My family came here generations ago.

They escaped from the Romans, so the story goes.

You could probably trace your family back to Carthage, perhaps further.

My family's here.

We've been in Danesti since it was just a wide spot in the road.

People from all over wash up here and stay.

We don't trace back to anywhere.

We're all from here.

That must be nice,

to be from somewhere.

Well...

we're not there anymore.

And then, I'm ashamed to say,

I put them on stakes outside the castle like I was my father.

Okay.

I'm just saying,

I am not at my best.

It has been...

difficult.

Hmm. I can see that.

I mean, I had a boyfriend and a girlfriend at the same time once,

but they never tried to kill me.

Actually, no. I tell a lie.

His wife went for me with a pitchfork.

I knew you'd be strange,

but I didn't think it would be something like this that brought you back to life.

It's always something like this.

A war?

It always looks like a war.

But really, it's a rescue.

Alone. Then the fight. The rescue.

Then alone.

I should probably grow all the way up and accept it now.

There are worse things.

You could be outside someone else's castle with a stake up your bum.

They seem to be getting the hang of it.

As you said, they were tired.

They've been living through this too long.

It's only natural to want to sleep through it.

That sounded like you spoke from experience.

It seems like a long time ago.

Dragan, you bloody fool.

If this little show you're putting on gets us all killed,

this was for nothing.

I'm not backing off.

Just give me some space.

I came to do a job.

I'm asking your permission to do it.

All right.

Dracula's castle.

Astonishing.

It's really quite...

Ugly as sin.

It's not ugly.

It's ugly.

And it's sad.

And it's cold.

Bad things happened here.

That's my childhood home you're talking about.

Well, that explains a lot.

Sorry.

Some places just have a chill on them.

Maybe my people and I can warm it up a little.

It's magnificent.

And there.

The Belmont Hold, I believe.

This, my dear lady,

may be the most important place in the modern world.

At this moment, it is the best defense I can think of.

Welcome to my home.

You know what bothers me so much?

No. It's just another lovely day in shit town.

Three things.

Oh, good. A list.

One: You're still a terrible human being.

Never claimed to be anything else.

That doesn't make it better.

Two: You're right.

I may faint dead away.

Shut up.

We've been running from event to event,

reacting instead of planting our feet and just acting.

But I've also been caught up in the adventure.

And it's making me forget things.

Such as?

Third:

This mess.

Well, they're doing what they can.

No, they're not thinking.

They're in shock.

Oh, I know.

But it's still a mess. Look.

I come from a people who have weaved a community across the world,

and I know you know what that community does.

It fixes things,

and it remembers.

All I see here are people who've forgotten.

Wait.

You.

Yes, you people.

No, don't look at me like that.

Listen, you cannot put latrines that close to where you sleep and cook.

You'll all get sick.

This isn't hard. Where are you storing your food?

The court needs this.

You will by God give tribute to your rulers.

Oh, hell, no!

What?

You want these people to give up what little food they can find

to your invisible king and queen?

It's not safe for them up here.

And it's not safe for these people to give up eating.

Don't get in my way.

I realize that we are on the same side,

but you need to understand that I can kill you by looking at you.

I also realize that these people need to organize.

They need...

They can't help you until they help themselves.

Otherwise, your invisible king and queen will rule over nothing but bones.

Do you think that's what they want?

- Well... - Do you?

No.

So you can give me a hand.

Are these carts yours?

No? Those are his?

We need to pull them around.

Have these buildings behind us been cleared?

They're abandoned.

You are cleverer than that.

This city is overrun with night creatures.

They're coming from somewhere.

First rule is make your shelter safe.

Can some of your fellow fighters help these people clear these buildings?

If there's an underground court,

then there's got to be a series of catacombs under the city.

Like Gresit.

Because if there was just one underground location,

it would have been found by the vampires already.

They have to have been hiding inside an extensive network of tunnels and spaces.

Hmm.

Extensive enough that the bloody vampires are nesting down there, too.

Hmm. Mm.

And these things must be everywhere.

When I began this journey, I had a very simple plan.

That plan has evolved.

The plan is now conquest.

Kill everything you see!

Except Hector the forgemaster.

He is for me alone.

Begin!

Frederator!