He gave her a smirk, before pulling out several more homemade explosives. "Killing ground. Something any modern soldier can set up. We hit the sentries, pull back, and then rip them apart with a few hundred thousand metal pellets moving at nearly two thousand feet per second. The survivors are going to be hurting and disoriented, allowing for a rapid dispatching. You focus on burning the killing fields if the incendiaries don't work right, I will take the survivors. Give me a bit to get set up."<br/><br/>He didn't mention that he would be using about a month's worth of work to wipe out maybe forty trolls in less than ten seconds, if everything worked as he hoped. He decided to put the killing ground at an angle to the camp, so fewer hostages would be hit, though they were far enough to have at least a couple trees between them and the explosions. Makeshift claymores were set up on trees facing toward the camp at right angles to each other, and what he hoped were incendiaries were set up inside the killing grounds where two of the claymores overlapped. He had them placed inside of ten minutes but it took another twenty minutes to ensure the angles were correct and he had the correct, inconspicuous markers near them so he would know when to activate them, before he finally started arming them but not activating the trigger. He could use a touch of magic to set them off. Still, standing in front of them would be a bowel loosening prospect, especially if someone else realized they were there and how to set them off. Nearly an hour later, he came back to where he had left Sapphire, and sat down, wiping sweat from his brow. "Well, lets see how well this works, yeah?"