He snarled fiercely and drew his sword. The light alarmed him, even without the influence of the wasp in his mind. "Stay. Away. From. Me." He swung the insanely long blade at the man, aiming for his hand, hoping to at least disrupt whatever he was doing.
And of course, buried deep in his mind, was the hope that if he goaded the man enough, he would end this for him.