Isaac Tests Hector's Abilities (Camera zooms in on Isaac as he lifts his head)
Isaac: So, you've caught up already. Hector: Isaac!! Isaac: (snorts) It's still too soon, but all the same...
(Isaac twirls Chauve-Souris spear) Isaac: I'll test your abilities and see how much of your power has been restored.
An Annoying Interruption (As Hector and Isaac continue to battle each other, Abel swoops down to attack Hector. Hector ducks the attack, dodges Isaac's spear, then kicks Abel as Abel swoops by again. Hector jumps into the air and punches Abel to the ground then lands back on the ground. Hector dodges Isaac's attacks then backflips away)
Isaac: Ah, how gratifying! Your power is indeed returning... But it's still not enough!
(Isaac starts to rush toward Hector) Julia: Brother!! Stop!! Isaac: Julia... Return, Abel!
(Isaac pulls his hand inward summoning Abel back. Hector looks toward Julia) Hector: Brother? Isaac: What an annoying interruption. Well, so be it. It's still too early to finish you anyway. Regain more of your power first. You'll need it all if you hope to kill me. Hector: You're not getting away!
(Hector rushes toward Isaac) Julia: No! Let him go! Hector: (sighs) So, I was taken in... You were in league with Isaac all along. Julia: Think what you like. But I do wish for you to stop him. Honestly. Hector: Then why did you keep me from him? Julia: Because it is too soon. You still lack the strength and spirit to defeat him. Hector: I know that my strength is still growing. But what do you mean by my spirit-- Julia: You must understand this! My brother is in the venomous grip of Lord Dracula's curse. The desires of a single man mean nothing. The curse rules him. Hector: Then go with Belmont or one of his vampire slayers. Someone you can be sure of. Julia: No, Hector. You must be the one to defeat him. My brother had always respected you. Only you can free him from the curse. And also... if you are the one to slay him... only then could I live with it. Hector: I understand... Of course, he is your brother... Forgive me. I was vexed; I did not mean to offend. I will take my leave of you now... and I will do what I can...
(Hector walks away)
Julia: Be vigilant, Hector. I have an ill feeling. It bodes not well.