He had to do a quick flip and pushed off from the arm, landing several dozen feet away from where he started, and right next to one of his prepared boulders. He frowned, before glancing up, and calling lightning again, forgetting he was nearly exhausted. The bolt that slammed into the troll was normally sized, but he suddenly felt his vision greying, and decided against trying that again. "Fine sentiment, though your army getting a bit crispy. Sure you can wait as long as I can?"