Along with a gust of wind, Bobby appeared next to them and caught Dracula's hand. "Hey, that's so not cool, man." Saying it, he flung the other man's hand with his strongest possible muscle strength.
It forced Dracula to fly over thirty meters backward and gave a death glare at the youth.
"So you must be Ancestor Dracula Von Bismarck, one of the six progenitors of the Six Olden Families." Bobby continued introducing himself, "And I believe you must have already learned about my identity, yeah?"
Ancestor Dracula quickly calmed himself and responded with a calm tone, "Yes, I know who you're, lad. The son of the mightiest human, Gregory Darhk, which even us six brothers and sisters trembled in his presence. A second generation Darhk Overlord."
Then he continued, "Still, that doesn't give you the right to interfere in Vampire Family's internal affairs. Why don't you stay out of this?"
