I blocked it with my hand as blood began to trickle down my lip.
What in the world? Why?!
"You dirty fiend," he said, as he clenched his hand into a fist and hit me again on my nose. I cried in pain, as blood began to flow out of my nose. "You stole my victory," he said, as he looked at me in anger with tears forming in his eyes. "You stole my light, all that I worked for! You're evil!" He hit me again and again as blood began to pour out of my nose, my lips were also bleeding, as I tried to stop him from hitting me any longer, but he seemed not to care about that at all as he kept punching me.
"W-w-w-what have I done to you?" I asked, trying to get some air into my lungs. I tried to get up, but he continued to keep punching me relentlessly.
"What have you done?" Malachi asked, as he gave a sinister chuckle. "You won, that's what you did."
