Draven grabbed hold of Caesar's leg which was meant to strike him and flung him away, sending him flying and crashing onto the wall.
Caesar plummeted to the floor and groaned. "Shit!"
Olive and Lucien flickered their eyes, shocked. Strong! That was their first thought.
Caesar stood up to his feet with a sinister smile on his face.
"Urgh, I underestimated you!" His tone sounded as though he were disgusted by himself or perhaps his thinking. He spat out the blood in his mouth and stretched out his sharp, long nails.
"I cannot remember the last time I got this serious in a fight. You're a good opponent." He smirked and attacked once again with a display of acrobatics and finesse, launching a series of lightning-fast kicks aimed at Draven.
But these were to no avail, as Draven was luckily able to grab hold of this neck and mercilessly punched him directly in the face. This impact broke one of Caesar's fangs, causing him to immediately tremble.
