Rush Out to Fight the Pig Bandit

You were a adventurer, trained to be able to defeat and slay foul monsters like this one! You gripped your staff and stepped out to do battle with the disgusting Pig Bandit.. The staff, it felt so heavy in your grip looking right at the disgusting fat Pig Bandit. His bulk was so huge, and a cloud of visible stench was all over his body. Some of it was trailing to you for approaching him, causing you to gag and slightly tear up. He hadn't taken a bath or washed up in god knows how long. The Pig Bandit looked down, snorting at the pathetic adventurer in front of him.

"What's this? Another Adventurer? You'll make a good cushion for my asshole. The one before you didn't last a day." The Pig Bandit pulled out a large club from off his back. It was flat, but one swing of it would do you in quickly. He turned around, aiming his butt at you as a mocking gesture. "Let's see if you survive this one!" His stomach grumbled loudly, as a loud fart began to gurgle in his stomach. You were standing in the mud, so it would be harder for you to move.

You clenched your sword nervously, deciding what to do next.