Duct tape, or rope. She could do that. Maybe she could also invent a rune that let her see the magic this guy used, so she would know where to target her runes. She wasn't a witch. Her power came from the blood of Angels. The runes came from Angels. It dated back thousands of years, maybe that would give her an advantage.
When Lindsey left, she staid in the room for a moment, looking around. Well, if she was rope or duct tape, where would she be? After a moment, she tucked away her stele, and then headed down the stairs quickly.
The basement was her first thought. She'd find something to use. Rope or duct tape, the man was bound to have one of the two. She'd find it, and then set to working on seeing how to contain his magic. Pulling open a door, she found herself looking down the steps to the basement.
The sooner this was done, the sooner she could not be inside when Lindsey brought the guy back. It was a scene she didn't want to witness.