Quinn's wand flew out of its holster towards the Professor. Great, now he couldn't defend himself even if he wanted to. Today was going just lovely, wasn't it?

And then Kinsay hit him with another hex and his legs were going wild. They were still sore from the run, so this was really, really just peachy.

At least Emmerson was getting a bit of what was coming to her by way of Professor Williamson. Though he wasn't too happy with Eden or Kinsay at the moment, either.

"Th-this is much—woah—much better, Kinsay..!" he said, trying to keep his balance as his legs did their thing. He had some words whenever those hooded weirdos left. Many, many words.