He rolled his eyes at the request to be a finer controlled instrument, before turning back to the battlefield. "I thought I was fighting a troll, not a Fae."<br/><br/>He reached out with his mind, and then ignited sudden plumes of fire in the midst of the survivors, hoping to force them to break into a retreat. It was just enough to utterly terrify them, do some damage to those caught in it, but he wanted the trolls to break and run as soon as he could.