Vampires vs Wolves II
"Never underestimate me, Dante," he roared as his shadow sword materialized back in his hand.
'Oh boy, he didn't get it… He's weak.' Dante thought, watching how he was merely toying with the Werewolf King. It was almost comical to see him trying and trying, but nothing was really working.
Dante dodged the blade and kicked Velkan in the stomach, who spat blood before being sent flying, but Dante didn't stop. He moved faster than Velkan had been thrown and appeared behind him, delivering another blow that hit his back full force.
"Ahhhrgt!" Velkan felt unbearable pain throughout his body. "I told you, all you had to do was hand over your son, and it would've been fine. Why this?" Dante mocked, so far not even needing to draw a sword to deal with this man, which already showed that… He wasn't even taking him seriously. "Your pathetic pride is going to get you killed." Dante said, finally summoning it...