"Incarcerous", Claire muttered, annoyed at her actions. Two thick gold ropes appeared in her hand, and she pointed her wand towards Esme. She barely had time to blink as the ropes clasped around her wrists. And then down to her legs. She pulled away, resisting the tight restrainment, but the rope's sparked, digging blades into her skin. She yelled out in pain, staring up at the two.