Alexander was careful to avoid the spells that flew the night, unfortunately so was the creature. It flew in a zig zag pattern making it harder to get an aim on. He picked up his past, running faster than he had in years, they couldn't let the creature slip away.

"Immobulus!" he shouted, aiming for the weaving creature. He missed and hit the tree. The creature looked over it's shoulder and took of higher into the sky, trying to clear the lower branches of the trees. They were loosing the creature. "Carpe Retractum!" A rope burst from the top of his wand but missed the intended target and fell to the forest floor in front of them, tangling up the way.