"He's either brave, foolish, both, or simply has a deathwish," Lianth replied, shaking his head. He didn't take his eyes of the Lenith circling them, though. "Okay, so here's an idea - you pick one, I get the other," he said. "Then we kick the shit out of them, take the elevator to the village and see if we can find somewhere with some booze because this entire thing is becoming harder and harder to handle sober..."