At least the death knight was pulled away and distracted from Merewen he thought as he grunted from the pain of the punch and hung from his chain gasping.  "There may be peace in the darkness I'll grant you that," he gasped.  Lifting his eyes he stared at the night elf's own, "But it is empty, it is a false peace.  Remember the look of your children's faces, your lover's.  I imagine they miss you.  . . Remember the warmth you felt in your heart at seeing their birth, of being with them after you protected them.  You can feel that warmth again though you think yourself chilled to a void. . ."