Dracula had delivered a calculated kick to Aaron's kneecap at a precise angle, applying just the right amount of force to a vulnerable spot. The strike was executed with surgical accuracy, exploiting a brief opening in Aaron's defense.
He had cleverly obscured Aaron's line of sight with the positioning of his upper body, masking the incoming attack while releasing no detectable intent or aura that Aaron's heightened senses or primal instincts could anticipate or counter.
"I know everything about werewolves—more than the strongest alpha werewolf himself," Dracula declared, following up seamlessly with a punch directed straight toward Aaron's face. His fist cut through the air like a shadow, carrying devastating potential.
