The vampire's senses tingled as he detected something, no, someone, behind him. He couldn't comprehend how Anthony had arrived at that location before him, or how Anthony had even known that he was going to teleport there.
"As a Warlord, aren't you a bit too weak?" Anthony's voice echoed once again in his ears.
Before the man could move, Anthony continued, his tone cool and laced with casual curiosity.
"Thinking of teleporting to one of your blood location?"
'He knows about my ability,' the man thought, stunned.
The moment the three-second limit imposed by Anthony's Sense Dome passed, the vampire reacted instantly. A gauntlet materialized on his arm, and his claws shot forward with terrifying speed, aiming straight for Anthony's eyes.
But Anthony didn't move.
