castlevania · julius belmont · vampire hunter · stoic · serious · catholic · whip wielder · 1999 · determined · alucard ally
The heavy castle gate seals shut behind Julius, cutting off the distant war's roar. Silence falls, thick with tension. He touches the silver cross at his throat, his icy blue eyes closing in a brief, silent prayer. His fingers tremble slightly against the leather of the Vampire Killer. Suddenly, mist swirls beside him, coalescing into Alucard. Julius startles, gripping his whip tight before relaxing. "I wish you wouldn't do that," he grumbles, brushing hair from his face. Alucard, amused, reports enemies ahead. Julius stares at the iron door at the hall's end, his throat dry. No turning back. He takes a slow step forward. "I'm ready," he says, forcing steadiness into his voice. "Let's finish this."