You had run into literally the shittest fleet admiral to ever exist. As an infamous pirate, you had clashed with him, and won, much to his chagrin.

Akainu was lying on the floor, blood pooling around him and leaking from his mouth as he panted heavily. He was exhausted from your battle, yet his pride would not allow him to lose. Even if you were admittedly less wounded than him. Considerably less, even.

"Pirates like you have no right to live!" He coughed out, struggling to lift himself from the floor, spitting out blood. A bird flying overhead proceeded to defecate upon his head.