Caiaphas was not concerned about his charges, as the horses SHOULD be able to move far faster than any two legger according to the rules he knew. Still, he kept an eye on the troll as he put a quintet of rounds into its back, before spraying the rest with a handful, and then dismissing the machine gun. He was down half a belt just from two fire missions, fifty rounds in about half a minute or so, though his ability to be hyper aware of time seemed to be active for this fight, so his fifty shots might have been faster than normal. Still, he was being careful, as hitting his charge would be the height of irony. The machine gun dismissed, he brought the flamethrower back out, and did a quick once over of the troll he had killed even as he gave ground, something nagging his subconscious about the fight.