"Witchcraft?" Tannusen laughed at that. "Darling, Enchanting you just means I can more easily hurt you, should you continue to be a disrespectful buffoon in... again... my territory."

And then he pointed, without having to look, back over at the door out.

"You have ten seconds to leave on your own two feet before I teleport you into the middle of something unpleasant. Would you like a count-down? I'm pretty sure I can count to ten while deciding on a destination for you."