Vlad looked at Joe's outstretched hand and spat on it. "I would never sully myself with your touch pretender." He said.
"Hey!" Yuna shouted. "I don't care if we are family, I won't let you talk to Joe that way!"
"Oh?" Vlad laughed. "I was going to be nice to you, considering we are family, but I see now that you have fallen too deeply into the depravity of the pretender to the throne. I will just have to end you both here and take back what is my birthright."
Joe flexed his power in an attempt to intimidate Vlad. "I will show you who the demon lord is." Joe snarled.
"What am I supposed to be scared, right now?" Vlad laughed. A dark flame of the deepest black engulfed his hand as he made a fist. He punched Joe square in the chest. The force of the impact flung Joe back through several buildings. "My goodness, if you are the strongest there is, the demon race sure has gotten weak in the past millennia."
