So far, this spar was a real first for Malachi.
Never before had he been kicked so hard in the face that his head completely spun around his body like a fucked up children's toy.
Three thoughts crossed his mind in that moment.
'You know… I'm glad I told the girls to go to bed before I came here. They don't need to see this.'
'I wonder if my head is ever going to stop spinning. I'm getting dizzy.'
'Wait a second... I think I feel something...'
Malachi wasn't out of his mind. He wasn't feeling any pain.
There did exist some mild feeling of discomfort, but that aside, he barely noticed anything.
In fact, his body... it was tingling. It had been since earlier actually.
"I'm not the sort of opponent you stand still with, boy! Don't get idle on me!"
Satan's provocation was like the jolt that Malachi needed to get his head on straight... Literally and figuratively.