[h1][center][color=red]Alucard[/color][/center][/h1]

Alucard looked up from his notes at the sound of knocking. At this hour? Perhaps someone after his own heart? [color=red]"Tapping, rapping at my chamber door?"[/color] Alucard murmured in a questioning as he got to his feet to answer the knocking, wondering where the phrase had come from, he didn't remember it from anywhere, yet was positive he hadn't come up with it. His rising was summarily met with the incredibly sudden appearance of a desert and a newcomer. Alucard examined the man in the strange mask with interest. [color=red]"Praestigiae magic perhaps? Probably not Aclehmia."[/color] Alucard looked down at his paper again, [color=red]"Hm, could be Naturalis or Neutra as well. Well I guess it doesn't really matter, hand-to-hand to kick things off eh?"[/color] Alucard tucked the small yellow note into his pants pocket and he faced the man in the mask once again. He took a stance similar to the man's own, only Alucard's left hand was forward and his right hand was formally tucked behind his back, as though he was about to execute a bow. His red eyes glinted with anticipation, though he held his ground, seemingly waiting for his opponent to make the first move. His first duel with another magic user. He'd been in plenty of fights before, both before and after his realization of his powers, but mostly brawls. It would be interesting to see how this played out. [color=red]"Guests first."[/color]