Andddddd now he had no wand. That flew out of his hand with the last spell, proving that Jake's body wasn't going to allow him the reflexes to throw up a shield charm.

"Fantastic," the young man called over from where he sat/lay, before starting the struggle to get to his feet. Then he could go get his wand and undo this spell on him.

Even though what he said may have been sarcastic had it been another person in his situation, when Jake said it there was a hint of... actually finding the whole thing to be perfect. Plus he was on his feet... somewhat. Now he was up, he was smiling. Jake didn't REALISE Tate was injured. He threw up his hands in defeat. "I surrender?"