Cael's gaze would immediately turn to the Necromancer; he sensed the presence of a dark form of magic... another user of the Dark Arts, so nearby. The mage's stare was sharp, almost like piercing daggers. The aura around him became detectable; a dark, black aura, one of rotting corpses and death–much like the village. From the corpses of the dead villagers, a black mist would rise. This black mist slowly made its way to Cael, before being... absorbed into the mage, giving him a vast amount of power. When he reignited his left hand, it was in blue flames instead of orange. He raised his hand towards the reanimating corpse, and it would ignite in blue flames as well, similar to how Cael's hand had. The corpse's flesh was quickly and completely burned to a crisp, its blackened, scorched flesh soon burning away, and its burnt bones clattering on the ground. [i]"... necromancy, huh?"[/i] Cael muttered to himself, while Roxy drew her two blades from their sheathes once more, readying herself in battle stance.