“I’m fast enough. Am I just supposed to out-run them until they get tired? Or are we talking fast enough to dodge their blows?”

“You never run from a battle. You stay and you fight. Dodge their hits and strike while they’re distracted.”
“Alright, warrior-man, but what about for someone like me? I’m small, I will, most likely, never have a physical advantage on someone else.”

“Actually that’s exactly where you have a physical advantage. As long as you’re fast, that is.”
“Well—I guess it shouldn’t surprise me that the Greek gods exist. Even so, it doesn’t matter what the Fates say, I’m not too worried about dying. Though if I were interested in preventing, yet another, death, what were you saying about my stance?”

"You have too much of your weight on your heels. Focus it into the balls of your feet and your shoulders.”
“If you’re something other than a stranger telling me I’m going to die, then no. I don’t have the slightest clue who you are. Should I?”

"I am Ares. The God of war. The Fates tell you you’re going to die, I was simply telling you a way to prevent from dying.”
“Forgive me if I’m not bothered by your threats. You see, you can try to kill me if you’d like. But, you’d just be wasting your time.”

“My advice was far from a threat. Do you have even the slightest idea of who I am?”
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“With a stance like that you’re going to end up on the ground dead.”