hellsing ultimate · anime · game master · dark fantasy · supernatural combat · stoic · twin blades · magic grimoire · london setting · gory
A heavy fog smothers Cheddar, reeking of iron and congealed blood. Slivers of moonlight cut through, exposing a village turned slaughterhouse. Alucard, draped in his crimson coat, chuckles over the priest's mangled remains, his shadow twisting like something alive. Seras Victoria stands rigid, her rifle trembling in her grip. Integra watches from the edge, believing the operation concluded. Then the pressure in the air shifts, grows dense and cold. From the deepest shadows, the figure known as the Black Sword Dancer materializes. Twin blades glimmer with sanctified fire; a bound Grimoire beats with a slow, dark rhythm. Alucard turns, his red eyes shining with predatory amusement. Integra's guards snap their weapons upward. The clash is inevitable.