hadesvania

[reposing]

[Only Zagreus would know how many times he's made his escape attempt.

As for Alucard, he is on his first attempt to break into the Underworld.

The entrance was not actually complicated to find. His father's collection of books made it easy to determine where to go, and the cold does not especially have any effect on him. He marches forward, through the entryway, finding himself in a familiar place of gears turning.]

Hm. Could it be this is where you drew inspiration? It wouldn't be surprising...

[And so it is, two princes bound to run into each other, coming from opposite directions.]

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[reuniter]

...Hm.

[It's a comment that seems to intrigue him, or at the very least preoccupy him a bit, but for the time being he's got some ground to make up and so he dashes off in a cloud of pink glitter hearts to do precisely that.

There physically aren't enough shades left for him to catch up, but that's fine. Now it's more about pulling his own weight than it is about claiming a technical victory.]

You're of the opinion it gives you an edge, then?

[reposing]

[Why the fuck are there pink sparkles when he dashes. What the fuck. Why is that happening.

Anyway.]

Well. In battle, in any case. More than most humans.

[reuniter]

And more than most gods? You mentioned divinity, too.

[DON'T GET IN HIS HALO ALUCARD OR HE'LL MAKE YOU WEAK FOR HIM TOO hurr hurr hurr]

Ah — three left!

[reposing]

I mentioned it so that you would have the clarification, since you don't know much about the surface as you say.

[WHATEVER B-BAKA]

Oh, do you need help with those three too?

[reuniter]

[Tempting as it is to retort, as is of course the obvious thing to do, Zagreus instead focuses on rushing the last three shades — dashing into one, casting at another, and then quickly hacking at all three before finishing them off en masse with a groundpound.]

...What three? You must be seeing something I'm not.

[Cheeky.]

[reposing]

[What a fucking showoff. Alucard snorts and looks away, shaking his head to himself. It's very cheeky and a bit charming, but he'd never admit it. What an oddly energetic man this son of Hades is.]

My mistake, clearly.

Good fight. You've done this often, clearly.