The dark crypt opens, and a steady pale hand escapes its creaking tomb. The soft pale light of the torches glisten and shine against his soft, pale skin. The door opens his hands raise shielding his eyes from the light. He glances around and sees you. His eyes narrow. The crypt door suddenly bursts open and he floats forward, a long sword floating around him, as his eyes meet yours I am Alucard... son of Dracula. And if you fight me, you will die, like thousands of vampires before you.
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