(Ahh yess, tris is doing his job right then xD)

Tris commented unhelpfully to Trevor, "Have fun with that. It be a shame if he rolls in his sleep."

Astra sighed. "I could try light leaping him, before he gets half the people here killed."

Meanwhile tris had continued his stampede running maddening circles around where Trevor and dr. Xenon were located.

Elynna flew towards Trevor, and started to stab some shriekfangs that were near him. "He's also apparently a deadweight in battle," she said, raising an eyebrow. "If I manage to wake him, will he be able to fight?"
She beheads another shriekfang, wincing when she got clawed in the process. She sure hoped that the healer bird was alive by the end of this.

(Trevor ain't gonna slice Tris. He'll die first.)

Trevor continued to slice the monster, which continued to claw him. Getting fed up with this continuum of more monsters and more cuts, he tried something he has done before to get out of a situation: lift up a few rocks and hit them with the rocks.

Somehow (he didn't want to reason how) he was able to lift some pebbles with his mind and pelt them at the creatures. Nothing large, about a centimeter in diameter per rock at the largest, but he pelted the creature with them.

Then, just like that, he couldn't do it anymore.

"I'd like you to try and help me kill these things," he said to Tris as he proceeded to kick and cut the creatures. The creatures began to growl and fight more ferociously, angered by the rocks and the kicking. One bit him on the ankle, rendering that leg useless unless he wanted to feel a sear of pain every time he kicked. It also meant he couldn't kick anymore, as it hurt to stand on.

"well I'm no help otetherwise. My skills are strategizing, planning, and everything mind-related besides mind reading." Lishian shrugged. PUtting away his blades.

"Be able to? Yes. Want to? No. He hates fighting. The best he could do anyway would be save a person from the fight by slowing time with him, but he already exhausted himself from that point. I don't know if he could use weapons or anything, anyway," said Trevor, continuing to cut the monsters.

(And Trevor will need to use someone as a crutch, as he can now not walk because said creature bit him on the ankle. Not bit it off, just bit into it.)

She sighed. "Well, that's not really useful. I think I'll save my energy, for when I need it."
She stabbed some more creatures, still trying to figure out a way to tame them. But she kept slicing and stabbing; this was either kill or be killed. Needless to say, she preferred the latter.

(I suggest you use Tris as crutch xD)

"I'm not a fighter." Tris whined. "Give me a few chemicals, and I can concoct an explosive, but do you see any of that anywhere. All I see are a bunch of scary cute things that are going to eat all of us." Tris exclaimed dramatically completely over exaggerated due to the fact that he hadn't been injured yet...

Trevor continued to cut the creatures, aiming for their throats while awkwardly holding up his injured leg. He think he managed to kill one, but it almost seemed to make them multiple. Either that, or the person running around Trevor and Dr. Xenon was a tyrant in disguise...

No, though Trevor, there are more pressing issues right now than tyrants. Besides, I can't walk over to him and fight him, can I? No. So stop assuming, Trevor. Assuming never did anyone any good.