Albus took the towel before standing up from his kneeling position. "Perhaps I should." Perhaps he should also ignore the blood and his broken nose and attack her again. This was certainly reason enough, wasn't it? He blotted at his nose a few times, hissing at the pain shooting through his nose before dropping the towel and going after her again.
Fists raised, he punched, swinging his fist towards her face, hoping that she wouldn't block him and that his hit would land. He wasn't aiming towards breaking her face though, just wanted to hit her, bruise up her eye, or break open her lip. Anything.