[It's not enough, but Viktor certainly understands that neither of them are in any circumstance to give or receive more concrete direction. He simply acts on instinct, reaching out to claw away the tendrils, pulling as hard as he can to, at the very least, get it away from Alucard's neck.
The hope, at least, is to give both of them enough room to move--to escape it in the brief window created by his efforts.]
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The hope, at least, is to give both of them enough room to move--to escape it in the brief window created by his efforts.]
I can't hold it very long--move, if you can.