Harry didn't even hesitate. The ropes disintegrated from around his wrists and he slammed his hands up against Eric's chest. Pure force, powered by Harry's anger, slammed through Eric. "Foreplay?" he snarled. "I trust you with something like this, and you try to sabotage me?" Another shot of energy, unfocused without the words or his staff, threw Eric back again. "Fuck you. You want to do this by yourself? Then leave, by all means. But you damned well better believe that it's not fucking foreplay."