The poor knight's body shuddered as it welcomed Zaduriel inside. The Yldar slowly settled down his being into his new flesh container. He made sure to let his energy flow gradually all over the knight's body to avoid his new flesh container from bursting. It was a long and tedious process that could potentially end him and his new container if he wasn't careful.
Zaduriel took his time to incorporate himself into the body while keeping his power at bay. The injuries he suffered at the hands of Adaloun and the elf proved to be a great inconvenience for the god, mainly because the wounds were too deep and needed a lot of energy to heal. The arrow wounds especially messed up his physiology so much that he thought he could die if he missed healing one of the wounds. It didn't also help his situation, that the arrows used on him were of an anti-magic variety, a magic that only Yldars were able to incorporate on their weapons.