[ The third man is stopped in his tracks by cuffs of ice at his feet. The Morning Star comes free of the head of the first man, then around the thighs of the trapped soldier. He pulls, the chain digging into the man enough to almost cut clean through them.

The four who hesitated to drop or draw their weapons make up their minds. One by one, swords fall to the ground. ]

Those of you who would join us, with me. The rest, leave Belmont lands. [ ...nevermind that 'Belmont lands' don't exist anymore, not since they were confiscated. Trevor doesn't care. ] Find your way back to your homes.

[ One. One of the seven living men joins them. It's better than Trevor expected, to be honest, knowing the terrible things Carmilla has surely threatened traitors with. Also, yes. He intends to steal her entire fucking army, given half a chance. He promised Alucard that he'd find a way to protect any escaping prisoners - this is it.

There is only a moment of doubt, where it seems that the doors will remain closed. Then whatever mechanism locks them moves. It takes a few seconds, but eventually there is a soft click and they open. This place belongs to Alucard, not to Carmilla. And it remembers that. ]

Livestock cells first. [ He looks at Alucard as he says it. If he can't return to that place, he'll understand. ] Once the prisoners are free, Sypha and I will cover their escape before we continue, while-

[ He trails off there, only nodding at Alucard. Once the prisoners are free, find his sister. ]