Karma

"I.. Will.. Pay.. You.. For.. The damage ..Please stop!" 

His sobs grew louder, his voice strained as he endured the relentless onslaught of my beating. Blood trickled from his broken nose, mixing with the broken teeth scattered on the ground. 

The pain radiating from his battered face was excruciating, making him feel as though every inch of his face was on fire. 

"Stop? Why should I?" I asked with a cold, merciless voice before delivering another brutal slap. 

This time, he convulsed in sheer agony.

The force of the slap left his head spinning, and his entire body was wracked with torment. The anguish was evident in the air as he struggled to breathe, his vision blurry and distorted. 

"Oh, maybe I should give him a break," I muttered to myself as I checked his condition. It was obvious that this guy might not survive if I continued to pummel him.