Halbjorn grins. "Aye, but I canst buy thee time." he replies amusedly. Talking helps keep his head in the here and now. He knows if he allows the bersarkergang here, he won't be falling back with the others.
The call gets his attention, and he roars back, almost literally, "FOR ASGARD!"
Then, with a grin, he tears up one of the lightpoles and goes into the midst of the first wave, swinging away.
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