Max circles. He and Herc have gotten a good rhythm of fighting together over the years. Max isn't going to have him all that much longer, though - Max is going to be heading to the surface, and what's more is that there are folks here not immune to the blood the way they are. Without it needing to be said, Max runs, leaps onto the back of darkspawn headed to Lena's flank, tearing it down.

"Ogre coming," he warns, though by now the ones not familiar with darkspawn might have gotten acquainted enough with the sound anyway.