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[subecho]

Release your hold on me, witch woman. Asgard wishes me returned and you do not stand as strong as Heimdall to bar my path.

You've taken madness for your mantle if you do not see enough of my kind walking your world already.

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[relictusdeus]

[In a cool, lilting voice:]

Trouble with your dear mun? [Asgard? He has read of this place in tomes of myths and legends in Dracula's library.] ...pathetic. Are you not a god? Or are you merely a deluded man who thinks himself one?

[subecho]

I am a god and I give command as a god. And she is a witch and she gives command as a witch.

[relictusdeus]

So you mean to say the will of a mere woman overpowers your own?

[Isaac chuckles in the back of his throat, familiar with the ways of mundanes. He's just lucky his mun largely permits him to do as he pleases.]

The brute strength you possess means nothing now... for you are naught but a plaything of hers. Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

[subecho]

A great fall is followed by a great rise.

[relictusdeus]

[A soft snort; he can't help but consider something a little different on account of the word choice.]

I wonder if it is indeed as great as you claim, oh mighty god.

[subecho]

It is because you know it so that you now come to speak to me.

[relictusdeus]

Think you that is why?

[Huffing a laugh.]

How very presumptuous... and arrogant of you. [Baring his teeth in a wolfish smile.] My dear Thor, I simply could not resist watching your petty struggle.

[subecho]

You dare much, mortal. Do they call you a brave warrior in your land?

[relictusdeus]

Man calls me an abomination, a beast, a devil.

[The hellion's fiendish grin turns wry.]

I fight alongside Lord Dracula's army under my command. For what greater pleasure is there than to feel the grinding of bone, the yielding of flesh behind metal, and to hear gurgling, pathetic screams ringing out into the night?

[He tilts his face to one side, maintaining eye contact.]

Have you ever looked into a man's eyes as you killed him? Watched the life... and the hope... drain from his face?

[subecho]

I do not stay where cruelty lies, little mortal. And I do not stare.

[relictusdeus]

[His lip curls with the beginnings of a sneer at 'little mortal'.]

Is your heart so soft and weak that you cannot bear the suffering of those who fall by your own brutal hand?

[subecho]

My heart is noble enough that it needs not want to bear it.

[relictusdeus]

[A sharp exhalation meant to be a mirthless laugh.]

Bless your dear, tender heart.

[subecho]

And bless yours, for what good it will do it. May you find your honor.

[relictusdeus]

[You! Wipe that winning, ruggedly handsome smile off your face this instant!]

I've already found it. [Well, not as far as fighting is concerned. He's an unscrupulous snake. :I

Ah, but what an honour it is to occupy a high rank in Dracula's army and to be regarded as valuable. But he is not quite pleased as he should be... for, despite his best efforts and his unquestioning loyalty, his lord favours Hector over him. To ask why would be to step out of line and risk punishment. But God, if he wasn't tempted...]

But how considerate of you to think of me.