I still had my legs, so I did the only thing I could do: run. I went in the direction that I thought the wand was pointing toward, hoping that the spell worked right... The sound of apparitions cracking in made me panic, and my free arm still held the other wand in a white-knuckle grip. I might only get one more spell, so I had better make it a good one. Feeling the constricting bands around my chest, I was fairly certain that I wouldn't be able to disapparate away from here.