"Go," Taas snaps as well. The thing was big enough for two qunari, and he was equally useless in the 'helping a hurt friend' department. He didn't even dare carry the elf, hands feeling too rough, too dangerous to touch him while his adrenaline was high like this and the berserker gnawed on the reins within.

If he could help making sure Zevran got out of there, however? He'd fight side by side with Bull to take this thing down - or at least slow it enough for everyone to escape.