Inaola seems to notice that he's stalling for time as well, and, with superhuman speed, rushes forward, and grabs his arm, jostling it free from the fold of his cloak, and knocking the rod from his fingertips, as he only has time for his eyes to go wide. The Rod of Quicken clatters to the ground, and he follows, a second later, several feet away from it. "Oh no, you don't. You're not escaping, this time. Even if you haven't done anything here, I'm certain there are more than a few justice officials who'd like to get their hands on you."