Arceus screeched and the forest shook. Now the fun could really start! Alucard unloaded round after round into the beast’s skull. Its blood stained his face and splashed in his eyes. Arceus kneeled, for Baskerville had already sunk its fangs in and gnawed at its bone. The five soldiers stared in fascination and horror at the Shetland pony.

Garou jumped from the treeline. “You’re finished!” he cried out and delivered a single kick into Arceus’ back. With a CRACK it crumpled to the ground. Alucard pulled his guns back and looked at the mass of rent flesh and matted white fur that once called itself a god. It made him hungry.

- Ragnarust Round 1