*The Iron Crown's unholy and emotionless gaze never left the frightened eyes of Alucard. The chilled little cell grew cold.....very cold within a matter of seconds. The spiritual and physical levels of this place froze as Set's presence grew stronger and stronger in this place. The cold was not the only change sadly. It seemed as if the light in the room slowly began to fade. The Dark Lord's very presence seemed to dim the lights. All the while, the Iron Crown did not move. His dark and seemly limitless presence of evil seemed to drown Alucard in it's unholy spiritual embrace. It was then his cold, echoing voice of pure evil spoke.

"I come vampire to devour.......I come to wash out all life from this place."

*Set then took one step towards the Vampire. The horrible 'click' sound of his black metal boot upon the stone floor echoed through out the entire "Prison". The demonic beings within the cells heard the sound. As the Dark Lord walked a little closer to Alucard, some of the air particules around the vampire turned to ice and fell to the floor. The shadow of Set now covered the Vampire.....making the horrible appearence of the Dark Lord all that more frightening. The black echo began again....but this time loud enough for a few of the other beings to hear it.

"Tell me vampire, and do so quickly - where has Duragon gone exactly? Why has he gone? You will answer me or you and this realm - with all of it's small and meaningless beings - will be my next meal....... SPEAK!!!"

*With the Dark Lord's last word, spoken with force making it heard through the Prison, the beings within the prison all began to panic. Some were screaming, others begging for mercy.....and still some, a few some, praying to the Light to forgive them and save them from doom. But their fate rested within a choice Alucard had to make.