Castlevania

- Witches! - Witchcraft!

Who's that?

Are the Speakers dead?

No.

Well, get back out there.

The Speakers have to die before the sun goes down.

The sun...

is already down.

You cannot enter the house of God.

God is not here.

This is an empty box.

God is in all His churches.

Your God's love is not unconditional.

He does not love us.

And He does not love you.

I have done His bidding.

My life's work is in His name.

Your life's work makes Him puke.

I am the Bishop of Gresit!

Your God knows that we wouldn't be here without you.

This is all your fault, isn't it?

She was a witch!

Lies? In your house of God?

No wonder He has abandoned you.

But we love you.

What?!

We love you.

We couldn't be here without you.

Let me...

kiss you.

He went that way!

Get him!

We'll get him right now!

A sorcerer!

Witch!

No! I am a Speaker

and a scholar of magic.

I serve no demon and I do no evil.

You never told me you were a magician.

You never asked.

Though I guess I now understand why it was you

who went down into the catacombs to look for your sleeping god.

What are you doing here?

I didn't ask you to fight for me.

I fight for myself.

Fine.

You.

Kill them! Quickly!

No.

Just you and me.

Come on.

You're very big at telling other people what to do.

Getting the good people of Gresit to commit murder for you.

Let's see how you do on your own.

You and me.

I can see you're carrying a blade.

I wonder if the people of the great city of Gresit

have ever seen a priest draw a knife before.

- Oh, what insolence! - The priest has a knife.

Your long knife, my short sword.

Let's go.

Come on.

You had no problem beating an old man this morning.

Huh?

You had no problem lying to these people about the Speakers.

The Speakers brought this upon us!

No, they didn't, and you know it.

The Speakers stayed here to offer aid.

It was your bishop who brought all this down on us.

Your bishop who started it all

by killing a defenseless woman.

You would have made murderers out of these people,

but the only one here who isn't innocent...

is you.

It's them. They're coming.

Back to the far side of the square!

Pikes! Up front, now!

What?

Why?

Because I'm the only man here who knows how to fight these things.

Everyone with a pike or long weapon,

get out in front with me.

Six in front, six behind,

and in between, pikes forward.

Hold steady.

I need a priest,

one who was properly ordained in a church.

Grab some people.

Go to the nearest well, start drawing water.

You know what to do with water, yes?

For the aspersion?

Go.

- Sypha? - Yes.

I want them walled in when they hit the square.

I want it so they can only come towards us.

Is that something you can do?

Will ice do?

Better than fire, anyway.

Let's hope so.

I want salt over here! As much as you can find!

Everyone with a sword wipes their blades in the salt.

Now!

Sypha, walls.

Well. That priest really could make holy water after all.

Pikemen!

Four steps forward!

Sypha, close the door behind them.

Rear pikes up!

Cut him down!

Salt kills demons!

Don't forget... spread the word.

Shit.

The whip's consecrated...

for fighting vampires and demons.

Swords!

There's an army of us!

An army...

from hell!

The... catacombs again.

I think we're deeper than I went before.

Aah!

Ohh.

Oh, for God's sake.

Ohh!

I didn't do that.

Why are you here?

The story...

The Messiah sleeps under Gresit!

The man who will save us from Dracula.

And you?

Are you in search of a mythical savior?

I fell down a hole.

Dracula is abroad in the land.

He has an army of monsters.