He deflected Meriwether’s Incarcerous spell sending it towards Primeaux who was distracted with his tornado. But then he was stopped by hands on his arm. He turned towards Carter yanking his arm and Carter’s hands up towards the fangs he was no longer even bothering to hide. Either the man was going to let go or he was going to be bit. Either way, those hands weren’t going to stay on him long.

As soon as Carter’s hands were off him, he was moving again. He deflected Conley’s stunning spell back at him as he ran. Only to find his feet locked, together. He hoped once, then twice and then pointed at his feet uttering the counter-curse before he could fall. He stumbled, caught his balance and then turned.

It was a funny choice of words that Carter had mentally used. Because Bain turned, planted his feet and started circling his wand overhead as he muttered the firestorm charm.