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Goddess of ten thousand names.

Lady of Life,

Lady of Terror,

Roamer of Deserts,

Wanderer in the Wastes.

If we have to, we try again.

As it was in the beginning of time,

when the furnace of her breath created the desert,

so be it now.

Come, Sekhmet.

Come, ceaseless night.

Fill our hearts with joy.

It takes strength to be her sacred vessel.

Can you feel her?

Can you feel the goddess in you?

Not again.

You couldn't have saved them.

I don't only pick the fights I can win.

- Then you're a fool. - No.

I'm just not an animal.

Why don't you go back to where you belong?

I've seen enough too, Olrox.

Enough to know that some things are worth dying for.

And some things are not.

You made this for me.

I used to stare at it when I had trouble sleeping,

and imagine all the birds taking flight.

I'd tell myself stories about the places they'd go,

and I'd always, always imagine them coming back.

We're lucky

when the things we love come back to us.

The sun is setting fast.

Does it seem quieter to you?

And there's a smell in the air.

Iron.

Flesh.

Blood.

The National Guard.

All of them.

Who could have done this? Vampires?

Not in the daylight.

They're taking them to the abbey.

Erzsebet will have a new army of night creatures by tomorrow.

Thanks to him.

I have a newfound fondness for this contraption.

I was born three times.

The second time a vampire.

And the third...

...a new and glorious thing.

Annette. Annette. Annette.

Annette.

Annette.

Annette.

Annette.

Annette!

Annette.

It's okay. It was just a dream.

Are those dreams too?

This is Erzsebet's doing.

But we're miles from Machecoul.

She has followers everywhere.

Keep rowing.

Are you just going to leave them behind?

- We don't have time for distractions. - But there are people in that village.

They'll be killed if we don't help them.

She's right.

We can't just pass them by.

If we rush to rescue every distressed villager,

Erzsebet will rule the whole country before we have half a chance to stop her.

Richter.

Help!

That way. It's safe over there.

Run!

Anyone ever tell you not to torment your food?

Me neither.

I think I killed all of them.

None left to report back to Erzsebet.

What?

Yesterday, when we were fighting vampires...

...I might have given our destination away.

- I was just-- - Showing off.

As usual.

I'm sorry. It was stupid. I wasn't thinking.

No, you weren't. You don't.

What's done is done, Alucard. Let's just get moving.

Hey, um...

thank you.

You were a captain in the Revolutionary Army.

Yes.

And now I'm...

I am a new and glorious thing.

What were you?

From when I was a boy,

all I dreamed of was the opera.

When I sang, people loved me.

They whistled and cheered and threw coins at my feet.

I wore Parisian silks.

I drank champagne.

But the world is dark and cruel

and filled with monsters.

And that was too much to bear.

You thought so too, Captain.

It's why you joined the Revolutionary Army.

Yes.

To purge the world of monsters.

But here we are.

Maria.

Maria!

They look different when I'm angry.

Do I draw them from somewhere else?

Or do I change them somehow?

Maybe I'm making monsters.

Like my father.

It's my fault all of this happened. My fault for going back to the abbey.

- My fault that you're-- - None of this is your fault.

It was my job to keep you safe, and I'd do it again a thousand times.

This is the place where I first taught you to call creatures from other worlds.

To harness your magic.

Do you remember what I told you then?

I taught you that magic is subtle as a blade,

and it has two sides.

That it can be used for survival or slaughter.

Maybe I've learned everything I need to know about survival.

Alucard is on his way to Paris.

I'll leave soon, Your Magnificence.

And give the vermin a shock.

Soon, Sekhmet will be whole again.

And I will be whole.

Oh, look, he's hoping for a reward.

It would be my pleasure.

Kneel.

Hail, Keeper of Light,

Mother of the Dead.

Olrox.

Once again, I find myself wondering where you've been.

Admiring the brutality with which you slaughtered the Revolutionary Army.

What did he do?

He was making a heartfelt display of his loyalty.

And it occurs to me, Olrox,

that you have done no such thing.

As you well know, I both admire and worship you, goddess.

We sacrificed all we had to serve Erzsebet.

What have you ever sacrificed, Olrox?

What would you die for?

Or who?

Only you.

If you love me, Olrox...

you can wear it on your face.

All our men are dead.

And yet, here we stand.

What are you doing here, Mizrak?

I'm here to say that it's not too late, Emmanuel.

To remind you that even at the final hour, the thief repented and was forgiven.

How would I repent?

Unmake the night creatures?

Barter back my soul?

She'll kill me if I disobey her.

The man I knew was never afraid to die.

You wouldn't question me if you'd glimpsed what I have of the other side.

If you heard it sometimes in the twilight.

Quiet laughter.

Hell.

Waiting.

Whispering your name.

You told me it would be worth it

because you planned to use the night creatures to kill Erzsebet.

Why don't you do that now?

Because now I've seen

that she could crush them with an open palm.

So you fought to wrestle the world from the hands of the revolutionaries

only to surrender it to her.

I thought I could use hell's weapons to fight for heaven.

When Erzsebet finally swallows the sun and floods this world with darkness,

we'll find that they were the luckiest of us.

The ones who didn't live to see it.

The first time I touched the Otherworld,

it felt like ripping a hole through the fabric of the world.

I remember how scared I was of what I might draw out.

I've sensed that fear many times.

It's been holding you back.

I can feel them.

Strange things on the other side.

Creatures that want to get out.

What makes a thing a monster?

You'll never control it if you fear it.

To control it like I do with my birds, I need to harness some part of its nature.

Be more like it.

Powerful. Predatory.

Deadly.

Maria, get out of the way.

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

I'm trying to save your daughter. From you.

No! Please! She's not like them.

Now you show me a rat that's different from any other rat.

I've seen hundreds of vampires in my life, and they're all the same.

I'm sorry.

Juste...

I don't want to kill you.

What are they?

The National Guard.

It makes me sick looking at them,

knowing that he did this.

Turned them all into night creatures.

He needs to be stopped.

That's a night creature too?

Drolta.

How's that possible?

Where's Maria?

No!

She's going to the abbey.

Juste, go after her.

I can't get there fast enough to save her.

- Save her from what? - From what she's about to do.

She's going to kill her father.

Look at all this.

We're so close now.

To everything we've ever wanted.

I'll be back by sunset.

Is Paris always like this?

I can feel the tension.

Something's about to happen.

I think that's the king.

Not anymore.

Which Louis is it? I've lost count.

They're calling him Louis the Last.

I'm all for beheading vampire aristos.

I mean, people who are actually evil, but isn't this going a little far?

How can you say that?

It just doesn't seem completely fair to me.

I'm on the side of the revolution, but he wasn't a bad man.

Even Maria says he wasn't a particularly bad king,

and all these old families...

The Bourbons.

The Belmonts.

Yes, they must seem rather lowly to you, since you're related to an actual god.

It's not about good kings or bad kings.

No one can reign innocently.

This is the cost.

This is the way we let change in.

Through the widow's window.

Don't tell me you're a Royalist too.

I'm a realist.

But I'm also very old.

I'm not saying that when you live for centuries you stop caring,

but enough rebellions and upheavals, and you notice the patterns.

They start with hope and end with bloodshed.

Or they start with bloodshed and end with bloodshed.

Annette. What's wrong?

Annette.

Annette?