Tenarius watched with delight as the Priest was knocked out, falling to the floor and being grabbed up by the undead arms. The Death Knights on his side of the small battlefield picked him up, quickly removing his weapon, tying his hands at his back, and that little trick Tenarius had shown them, tying some enchanted string around his fingers, keeping them stuck together. If he couldn't move his fingers in the precise way required of magic, it would be impossible to cast spells, and escape.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the Paladin had surrendered to Tenarius. But protected herself. No matter, the priest was in such a bad position, if she tried everything, he'd be killed in moments. "Your sword Paladin, we wouldn't want your hand to slip and gut someone while we walk." he asked, while holding a hand out towards her, expecting her to hand over her weapon.