Alex: Sailor Hellsing?
Seras: Sir Integra!
Integra: In here!
Pip: Hey, she sounds okay! Sailor Hells–whoa!
Integra: You’re late. Help me up, will you?
Seras: My Master’s back. He’s on top of the Tower, fighting.
Integra: I know….I can hear them. (This was a new suit…Walter’s going to have a fit.)
Van Helsing: Your castle and your kingdom are gone. Your servant Renfield and your followers are dead. And the mark on her forehead is gone. She will not become yours.
You have nothing left, Count!
You poor “no life king”, you have nothing left!