BaX heard a couple rustles in bushes and almost silent footsteps and pawsteps from his left and right and knew he was being followed by at least 3 bears and 4 men, BaX smiled and put his left hand in his black jacket latching onto the hilt of his sword while he raised his right hand toward the sun high up in the billowy white clouds, with a quick whirl and a spin BaX had cut a man that lunged at him from behind with a primitive spear in half with his sword, BaX' hand was still reached toward the sky while his left hand firmly held the hilt of the hand-and-a-half sword on his side, ready to whirl with the faint whiff of a sound, "3 Humans and 3 bears couldn't kill me, show yourself or become a coward and run"