When his shield faded, he was blasted with a torrent of holy magic, a volley of spells, anathema to his Death Knight magic powered body. When it was over, one could almost see the smoke from the holy fire that had burned him. Yet he still stood.<br/><br/>Her sword came at him, he rose his hammer to defend, were a Paladin could consecrate the ground, so to could the Death Knight desecrate it, the ground beneath the two became dead and lifeless, unholy and wicked, to make it worst for the Blood Elf Paladin, without warning arms of bone and rotting flesh burst out from the ground, grabbing at her legs. The Death Knight himself covered his hammer in a foul plague, torture her over time as her health turned against her, before swinging the hammer for her shoulder. "Taste the disease of undeath!" he cackled.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Shatoom, one of Tenarius's most powerful recruits made his way over to the Priest, rune sword in hand. But he didn't use it, instead he just watched and waited until the priest was done. "Looks like your out of mana." The Tauren taunted before plunging his sword into the ground, a moment later swinging his massive, plate covered fist for the Priests face, hoping to just knock him out. After all, they were to be taken alive.