The staircase is a wreck.
We're not getting up there without ropes.
Start looking.
Damn.
This is gonna be hard.
We don't need ropes.
Here we go.
Well, I didn't want to leave it in there to melt and ruin all your beautiful books.
It seems damp enough out here as it is.
Oh, but look...
You did it, Sypha.
Yes, but... seeing it is something else entirely.
I'm pretty good, right?
You're the best.
Alucard.
Are you ready for this?
No.
But let's put an end to this anyway.
I terrify them. Sypha disorients them.
Alucard goes over the top and we support him.
Yes.
Begin.
Your son is here.
Alucard has entered the castle?
And a woman who stinks of magic...
and a hunter.
To your study.
Behind me, Dracula.
They will not reach you while I live.
You would give your mortal life to preserve my immortal one?
To save your genius?
Your knowledge, and your will?
Without question.
I am just a forgemaster.
Yours is the wisdom of ages.
You are the greatest of your people, Isaac.
You have a soul, I think.
Perhaps that is more valuable to the world to come
than a dusty collection of books and apparatus.
Or perhaps you simply deserve a better fate than to die instead of me.
I choose my death, as I chose my life.
Then I regret only that I have taken a choice for you.
No! Dracula! No!
Father.
Son.
Your war is over.
Because you say so?
It ends.
In the name of my mother.
It endures in the name of your mother.
I told you before, I won't let you do it.
I grieve with you...
but I won't let you commit genocide.
You couldn't stop me before.
I was alone before.
Speaker magician!
Sypha!
You must be the Belmont.
The end of your line.
The Morningstar whip.
Well played, Belmont.
But I am no ordinary vampire to be killed by your human magics.
I am Vlad Dracula Tepes, and I have had enough!
You mean to stake me?
You want me to.
What?
You didn't kill me before.
You're not going to kill me now.
You want this to end as much as I do.
Do I?
You died when my mother died. You know you did.
This entire catastrophe has been nothing but history's longest suicide note.
Not quite close enough.
Next floor up.
I hear them.
It's your room.
My boy.
I'm...
I'm killing my boy.
Lisa.
I'm killing our boy.
We painted this room. We... made these toys.
It's our boy, Lisa.
Your greatest gift to me.
And I'm killing him.
I must already be dead.
Son.
Father.
Alucard.
Step back.
Let me finish this.
Is... Is that it?
Alucard.
Did we... do it?
We did.
I...
killed my father.
You ended a war on humankind.
Don't get weepy about it.
Trevor's right.
You've saved countless lives.
But it's all right to mourn the man, too.
He died a long time ago.