Newton rolled his eyes and closed his eyes, for without ing a shield around himself. Unbreakable.

Saria couldn't help thinking, 'This guy is an idiot!'

Taeri felt the stone, still floating above hir shoulder, nudge hir mind, before sending a massive wave of magical fear in the direction of Newt, pummeling his mind.
(This dodgeable because he can still resist the fear.)

"Freeze." Astra said. "Who are you?" she said turning to Newt.

(I got left behind again...)

The fight with the trolls seemed to last a life time. Arrows whistled as they shot froth from his weapon, each seeming to find the target he was aiming for even if it wasn't exactly where he hoped to hit them. Dorian stood at his side casting the shield spell and raising a few of the enemies as they fell. The staff he was using had run out of magic for the time being leaving him with only his true powers for the fight. "Ten!" Dexion shouted as another troll fell when he hit it. "I'm winning!"
"How do you know that?" Dorian asked casting another fire bolt in the troll's direction. " You can't even count past ten."
"Shut up! I can too count-to eleven but still I can count!" He pulled the bow back again. Suddenly a large hand fell upon him causing him to fall to the ground. The bow fell from his grip the arrow wildly shooting off into the distance. The wind had been knocked out of him, making his vision blurry as he watched the troll take hold of him about the middle. "We have a bit of a situation!" He gasped as he struggled to get free of the troll's grip. The animal harshly squeezed its hand tighter, threatening to crush the elf that it held in its hand. Wincing Dexion attempted to free himself again feeling his ribs contract with the force of the troll's strength.
"Hold on!" The mage shouted his hands glowing a bit as he readied his spell. Then his mind cleared as he fought to hold his concentration. He didn't hear the cries as his partner was bitten, nor the sound of the others leaving. The ball of light formed in his hand as he cast the spell Morning's Light. The remaining troll downed and not all took on a slight glow before they started to turn to stone. Dexion fell to the ground as the troll dropped him. Blood soaked through his armor, the bite standing out on his shoulder even as he forced himself to crawl away. Dorian let the spell end before staggering forward and collapsing. Gritting his teeth Dexion stood a hand to his injured arm. He hurt all over, his ribs protesting with each breath he took and his shoulder throbbing with each beat of his heart.
"Now you are just showing off." He muttered as he keeled by the man. A green light came from his hand as the blood reached his palm. "I almost forgot..." Weakly he lifted his hand drawing a circle with his pointer finger. Before him a green light formed and a small rift opened on the other side the party stood. "I'm good minded not to even attempt to go back to them." He growled as he took Dorian by the collar of the shirt and drug him through the opened rift. As they exited on the other side the rift closed. "Thanks a lot guys." The elf growled cradling his injured arm. "I just love being left behind in a troll filled cavern."

"Why didn't you keep up?" Saria growled, looking at the elf reproachfully.

"Newtmore. Call me Newt. I'm nicky's older and wiser twin brother."

"I don't know maybe it was because I was getting chewed on by a TROLL!" He said in an upset tone as he put Dorian down. "I swear I'm so tired of having to catch you to you guys...I'm so tired."

"Just stay with the group next time," Saria said, more calmly this time.

"Are you both okay? Here I'll heal some of your injuries." Alcove said, worry in her voice. She walked over to them.

"We were trying to keep up but they had us surrounded. And yes I would like a bandage or something for my shoulder." He said taking a seat next to Dorian. "It really hurts." He sniffled.