"Rhea'li?" is the last thing Alucard says before the vision burns into view.

Targoviste is an impressively large city, but right at the moment Rhea'li will find himself with almost an overhead view, gazing down at a crowd of people gathered about a bonfire and a stake -- and a woman tied to it. The crowd is full of jeering people and priests presenting their crosses, murmuring their words of God.

The woman looks up, locking her gaze with Rhea'li.

"Don't hurt them! They don't understand!"

She gasps, struggling through the flames biting at her flesh. "I know it's not your fault, but... if you can hear... they don't know what they're doing! Be better than them-- please!"

Fire engulfs her completely, swallowing her screams.