"Don't you think attacking him is a bit much? He's still the Prince, after all," the vampire girl spoke.
The vampire boy scoffed. "A mix-blood not even able to use Mana is no Prince of mine."
Draven turned towards them. "Hey, kid, I don't have the time to play with you, and I don't really care about what you think." Draven turned and started walking away. "So why don't you go and play with someone else?" he continued.
"Brat! Who the hell are you calling a kid? I'm way older than you!" the vampire boy retorted.
Draven, still walking away, said, "Good for you."
Seeing Draven walking away, the vampire boy started releasing Mana. He raised his hand, using blood magic to create a spear. "You mix-blood bastard son of that filthy dark elven, why don't you—"
He was suddenly cut off by a blow quickly approaching his face. The blow landed squarely, sending him flying. Draven was the one who had delivered the punch.
The vampire girl, still standing in the same spot, looked at Draven, her mind reeling. What the hell? How can he move so fast? I didn't even see him move.
The vampire boy lay on the floor, his face deformed, bone sticking out. His features began to regenerate, and after a few seconds, his face was back to normal.
Draven turned towards the girl, his red eyes glowing. She felt a chill run through her body. Draven raised his hand, holding the bow, and extended it towards her.
"Hey, why don't you hold this for a while? I'm gonna make that bastard shut the fuck up.
" His voice turned cold. "And I suggest you not make any move if you don't want to die."
The vampire boy, now starting to sit up, said with anger contorting his face, "Brat! You dare hit me? I'm gonna make sure I kill you!" He raised his hands, using blood magic. Multiple swords made of blood appeared in the air.
Draven started walking towards him, his red eyes glowing. "Kid, I'm gonna make sure I shut that fuck up mouth of yours."
The vampire boy started laughing. "Brat! You can't even use Mana! How the hell are you gonna shut me up?"
Draven, still walking towards him, said, "I just did it a while ago."
The vampire boy scoffed. "Don't get ahead of yourself, brat. That was just a lucky blow. Let's see if you'll be able to do it again!" He launched the blood swords towards Draven.