A laudable attempt, but it is one that is stopped short. Alucard grabs the wrist holding the bit of wood. There is perhaps a note of approval in those hell riddled eyes. He leans down and sniffs at the blood running off of the man and Eric Harker is lucky - perhaps.

"Untainted. Fortune favors you." Simple words followed by the sudden dive of the vampire's head and sharp fangs sinking without mercy into the human's throat. The No Life King spares the man no pain even as the taste of blood he hasn't known in over a century fills his mouth and brings with it the life of the one caught between his teeth.