The Last Alavara | Castlevania

Time to head out... again

Dovah Summoning

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"Is everyone ready" Falael called out to the trio, making sure that they got what they needed before leaving to the Belmont's house hold. The trio nodded, and gathered in front the teleporter - waiting for instructions from Falael. "Alright, I want all three of you to hold on to me, while Trevor tells me where the Belmont's house is at." Falael explained. Immediately the three of them holds on to her arm Trevor and Sypha on her right, and Alucard on her left. Falael looked at Trevor waiting for him, as he tries to remember exactly where the house is located at.

He tells Falael making her nod her head and lifted one of her arms. Pressing her palm against the teleporter; she mutter a chant under her breath making the green ball shine brighter and brighter until the four of them are blinded by the harsh light. The trio felt a tugging on their stomach making them hunch over a bit wanting to throw up, but they made sure not to loosen their grip on Falael; in fear of what would happen to them if they did let go. What felt like years to the trio, but seconds to Falael - the harsh light had dimmed down. Revealing them in front of the Belmont's house, or rather what's left of it.

"You can let go now" Falael said, amused by their hard grip one her arms. The trio let go, and immediately fell to the floor holding onto their stomach's. While Trevor and Alucard manage to hold themselves from throwing up, Sypha... Not so much. Falael grimmest a bit and turned away from the sight towards the two, who is now standing up. Trevor was looking at remaining of the Belmont's house, and Alucard was staring at her right arm. He assumed that their hard grips on her arm would have left a bruise, but surprisingly instead of seeing bruises - their was bandages. Alucard tilted his head a bit I'm confusion, knowing that their wasn't any bandages on her right arm when they arrived at the Alavara's Temple. He knows that what ever she does is none of his business, but he can't help but worry about her.

Before he can stop himself from speaking, Sypha ask Falael on what happened to her arm, and why does she have it bandage. Said question made Trevor look at Falael then to her arm, raising an eyebrow he looked back up at Falael. Said female quietly sighed not wanting to explain on what happened to her arm. "I was learning new magic, tried to conjure a dead spirit, I did the enchantment wrong, and it backfired, in result it left me a burned and scarred arm." Falael briefly explain, half of it not even being the truth. The only truth was she was learning new magic, or rather a summoning. The trio looked at her skeptical not believing a single word she had said, but Falael just shrugged them off and started walking towards the Belmont's house. The trio sighed knowing they won't be getting a proper answer from her. Falael looked around the area,rubbles, broken glass, vines with some purple flowers wrapped around broken pillars, the place was a mess. Falael could still see the scorched marks from the fire that resulted in this mess of a house. She created a ball of light wanting to see every detail of the house, luckily the light she had created floats beside her making it easier to navigate. On the other hand the trio carried their own torches. Falael could hear the trio talking from the place she was as, she was currently looking at the vines wrapping around a broken pillar, gently touching a bud. The bud glow a faint purple before slowly unraveling itself into a beautiful deep Royal purple morning glory. Falael smiled a bit caressing the flower with care, careful to not touch the thorns on the vines as well.

"I can't imagine what it was like to grow up in a single place." Falael turned around from the flower seeing Sypha examining the place. "It was" Trevor began crouching down, swiping the dust and dirt from the ground. "It was fine. Wasn't the worst way to grow up." He finished, Falael looked at Trevor with a look of sympathy before quickly erasing the emotion. Knowing the he does not want any sympathy. Alucard gently place a hand on the broken pillar that Falael was just at, staring at the morning glory. "How old were you when your family home was taken?" He questions. Alucard gently touches the flower before leaving heading to stand next to Falael. "Thirteen, fourteen, something like that." Trevor responds, still kneeling on the ground. "You've been on your own since you were thirteen?" Sypha question surprised by how young he was when all this happened. "Maybe twelve. Who remembers that sort of thing?" Trevor said again, not really knowing when the incident happened, "Twelve" Alucard mumbled.