Markul had dodged a javelin deftly and ducked behind the wagon. He thought about the spells he prepared, considering which one to use. It did not take him long to decide, and he carefully peered around the wagon and caught sight of one of the Hobgoblins. He made the movements needed with his hands and whispered the words, causing a magic missile to fly at his target. He knew that it would strike unerringly and quickly moved back behind the wagon for cover.