Kalaj watched the casting with slight uneasiness, thanking the presence of his talisman. It had always been useful when he had been around during the necromancy training of his peers...Well he had always been around, they had hoped he turned crazy and got killed trying to run from the magic. He had never shown his talisman of course, in fact he had made sure it wouldn't be too easy to lose it. He resisted the urge to pat the place where it was in reassurance and instead readied his dagger for an attack.<br/><br/>His eyes where fixed on the object the man was holding, but his direct aim was at the base of it, between the object and the man's hand. True, the man was turning around and about to run, he had to be fast to avoid him escaping. Kalaj's arm  flung in a practiced arc as he shifted to the side to throw it. He had been running form the start from the other side Aevala was, so he hoped she would attack from her side instead of crossing into his dagger's path.