Ignatius comes to a stop, not sure what to make of that threat. Is it true? Ignatius is not much of a rituals type person, himself, and at no point in all of this had he been preparing for the event of casting one, unlike the Rose Queen.

It would stand to reason, considering all the energy that the Count has had to build here. Thankfully, Ignatius is in no rush. He raises his arms in the air in challenge, but doesn't progress any further.

"Then who among you will face me?" he laughs, as if the challenge is a joke to him. None of these fools would survive it, he's sure. His eyes do linger extra long on Rita, however.

He recognizes you, Rita.