Siana/Jareth/Carolina
The sound of his name distracted him momentarily and he looked back, frowning. He hadn't introduced himself to that woman, didn't even recall ever seeing her. And Banes had been calling him Monaco since they were partnered up. So how the fuck did she know his name?
He shook the thought off because the serpent's tail lashed out and he had to dodge out of the way, ax swinging as his body went the other direction. His blow glanced off and he grunted. There was no way they were going to take this thing down on their own and he knew it. Banes probably knew it as well.
And yet, they were duty bound to try. Which was exactly why he'd been hesitant to join up. "Fuck," he muttered, burying his ax into the serpent's scales. "Banes," he called. "Going Berserk." He felt it warranted a warning, at least.
He pulled back, concentrated, and the rage took hold. Time to get this fucking party started.