(That wasn't the wisest of moves, Bryghtside, bearing in mind you were lying broken and unconscious at my feet at that point...)
I respawn nearby to where I was previously, and notice a magical fox wielding squirrel-chucks. Our eyes meet, and we stand, locked in that position for a few seconds, neither of us daring to breathe.
He draws his arms back to throw his squirrels, and I grab Blacky from the stapler-holster at my side, bringing it up and firing it at Kitsune.
Conveniently, during my period of absence I managed to forget that my staples are the most inadequate form of ammunition known to man, and Kitsune plucks the staple out of his forehead before running over and beating me to death with his squirrel-chucks.