He glanced up, and nodded. "Claymore mines. I think you know what they do. I certainly do. Got to see one poor fool wander into its kill zone.<br/><br/>Better if you wait until you hear the explosions, and THEN strafe them. The incendiaries might just explode instead of burn, so if that happens, expect to see fires popping up. The trees with the red splash on the back are the ones near the fire bombs, and the green paints are near the claymores."<br/><br/>He took a deep breath, and then very carefully applied what he hoped was the priming magical charge. And was immediately rewarded with evidence that he had not done a good enough job, as two of them went off, shredding the nearby trees as hundreds of metal pellets tore through them like they were parchment instead of nearly ten inch thick wood. "Huh, I think they know I am here now. Note to self, review priming spells when we get back."<br/><br/>The two that had gone off had been on the side farthest from the camp, and while no trees fell, it was easily noticeable that SOMETHING had mauled them rather thoroughly. "Good thing Blossom isn't here. I think I killed those trees, and will do a few more at very least. At least it is not dry around here. No worry for a rampaging forest fire. I hope."<br/><br/>He gave Sapphire a bright smile, before turning back toward the camp, and taking a deep breath, trying to control his fear, more at the fact the homemade explosives might go off than because of the trolls. "Be back before you know it."<br/><br/>He started toward the camp, keeping an eye out for any of them moving toward the sounds they had heard, though it was at least five hundred feet of forest between the camp and the kill zones.