[She may not run, but maybe it was in her best interest to do so. Regardless, she has his attention now, so when she postures he postures right back, tall and slender and billowing. If she squints, she may even see a bit of fire leaking out from between his fangs, ready to ignite and explode at a moment's notice.

This opponent certainly seemed dangerous. And aggravated on top of that.]

As if I'd ever place myself on your level.

[Gilgamesh laughs bitterly as if to say no thanks.]

You shall come down to meet me, and I shall stand among the heavens, where I belong. Do it promptly and I may even forgive this insult.