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Mithias blinked and peeled himself off the ground. Bit of rubble fell off him, and he realized, he felt different. Not just different in that he had been blown up again, but different as if his being had been altered, there was an emptiness. A warm part of him was missing. Shaking his head he tried to get up. Things were still a little foggy. He noticed his wings were gone, he couldn't summon the dimension-blade, and the wounds on his body were still there. Fortunately, his vampire body was still somewhat durable, but his healing was far slower than it had been. He was his normal self, alone. "Tsukune." Mithias whispered sadly, mourning the loss of his beloved friend. 

Seconds went by, and Mithias saw that Bob had not decided to finish blowing him up, so he looked over at Alucard. His evil twin looked to be in a similar state, certainly taken down a couple of notches. Strangely, it was nice to see Alucard looking more like Mithias than an unrecognizable and stinky monster. Surely, even Alucard would feel the same sense of loss and grief that Mithias did. Hopefully, Mithias' alternate self would still have some degree of a heart. Maybe there was a chance that Alucard would come back to his senses. 

Mithias wondered how pissed off Bob was. "Bob? Please don't kill him."