His binding spell was carried out without fail. The Silken Cocoon wrapped itself around the rebel tightly, causing him to lose his balance and tip over onto the snowy ground. A great stroke of luck for the man, since he would have been impaled by Remia's crossbow bolt if he was still standing. Vologhn held a hand out in front of Remia, before running towards the fallen man. The magical bindings began to fade as soon as he reached. With a painful twist of his arm, Vologhn held him restrained against the floor.
He couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. Now that he was in direct contact with the rebel, Vologhn could tell there was something unusual about him. However, it was a vague feeling he couldn't pinpoint.
"We won't harm you if you don't resist," Vologhn barked at him. He had hoped for more rebels to be subdued without killing them. Bishop approached them, her face visibly showing signs of fatigue. Whatever she did, the fight had taken a chunk out of her vitality.
"I cannot see through my spiders, Bishop. I can only control their movements," he replied to her request. "In any case, the rebels must have been alerted to our presence. We have to go after them before they escape through the tunnels."
He shifted his weight forward to stifle any struggling from their captive. Tying him up and going after the rest of the rebels was probably their best bet right now.
[Vologhn steals 1.2 SPI from Mime]