When Malachi's miniature sun collided with the castle, the explosion that followed looked like it was right out of a Hollywood blockbuster.
Debris from the building and black fames rained down everywhere, along with the smoldering corpses of the unfortunate vampires lurking inside.
Malachi didn't budge a single inch and instead stared unflinchingly into the flames as he waited for his attack to bear fruit.
And sure enough, the result he was hoping for occurred.
A powerful aura and a monstrous voice cut through the smoldering rubble, and traveled far into the dead of night.
"INGRATES! SCUM! YOU HAVE DESTROYED MY HOME!!"
In a flash, a man appeared through the flames and made a beeline directly for Malachi.
Clearly, this man was above the rest of the rabble, as he had not immediately burned to death when subjected to his powerful flames.
My stepbrother had his baby the other day and his lil boy got a chin like a cash register