"Maker's breath!" Varric stumbled back with his breeches around his knees. Shouldn't it be a universal law of some sort that abominations weren't allowed to attack a man when he was clearing the mine shaft, so to speak?
"Don't you want to give us a kiss?" it asked from its twisted mouth.
Oh Void, a desire abomination?
"Hawke!"
The mage rounded the boulder Varric had gone behind for a bit of privacy while he answered his call of nature and gawped at the scene.
"Andraste's tits, kill it!" Varric shouted. "Kill it with fire!"
Hawke raised his staff and obliged.