You claim to be superior, then wish to fight me at a handicap to myself?
Now I know why I keep confusing you and Eumaeus. You're the one that
started acting like a big man, come back it up, or go back to whichever
rock your crawled out from under.

You see, Dexter, you're just another statistic in the long line of
Vampires that have tried, and failed, to best me by themselves.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Severin, in the year 186 MA.