Maybe this advance was a bit premature and taking the initiative on his own despite aid from the comrades to his left and right had been ill adviced. No matter, what was done was done but to charge in on his own would be futile and probably end in his own quick but horrible demise. 

Stopping halfway, outside the range of the wandering mountain yet a bit in front of his own he planted the butt of his halberd into the ground and switched it over to his left hand allowing him to draw his arming sword with his right. "If i had but a third and a fourth arm..." he mumbled quietly to himself, a tired and overused quip that had become a useless verbal tic that still somehow managed be funny anyhow "...How bout a fourth and i could wipe myself in the arse whilst holding sword, shield and halberd?" drily he smiled underneath the mouthless chainmail.

Asaikes was now in a prime spot, whether they advanced, fell back or observed he could lend his support to their actions.