Praetor sighed looking at his old friend. "Maria is free to come with us, I am simply doing as I've been told to wait for you, I am worried though that the Blackmoore's will break my hold on my rage. Much like it seems you've broken yours, let us not forget the battle against Dracula, surely you do not wish to see me repeat that sickening display of my powers." He referred to when he had summon thousands of un-dead soldiers in a gambit to kill Dracula, of course he survived but only just and it took a century before he had returned to full strength. "Now if you draw that blade you will have put us both on a path we wish not embark on. So for the sake of family, love, and brotherhood ask Maria if she wishes to go with us or tell me you shall not return and let us leave still brothers."