Bachus turned. "I wouldn't do that. Look at our stats. You wouldn't last long." He grunted. "I dont want to kill you. So I'd prefer it if you moved along." He drew his sword with both hands. "If this is what you really want, come at me, and take your death. You can turn around, and we can forget this thing ever happened." He narrowed his eyes. "Nothing will stand in my way. You included, please dont make me kill you."