The second the suits were off Kurai had jumped down and had Ezra by the neck, while a spell circle appeared beneath the rest of the group and scientists. This was Cruror, a planet completely in Kurai's control and sadly for the scientists a planet also created completely from blood. To a spellcaster blood was sacred as it carried life and was used in all kinds of rituals and binding spells. Why this mattered?
Ken, Marco, Jake and the rest of the scientists were now trapped. Moreso than usual. The type of circle they were in and the runes inscribed into it was of binding. It took their magic signature, spirit signature, and DNA and binded it to that point in spacetime that they were, grounding them to that very spot. This made portals, teleportation, shadow travel and the various other forms of travel even by technology completely useless.
As for Ezra? Because he was in Kurai's grasp and therefore in her space of power as every spellcaster had one, he was helpless and portals, teleportation and the rest wouldn't help him now. Feathers from Kurai's wings were shed and they were carried by the winds of her magic to Ezra where they started to cover him.
Black tendrils of Negative energy erupted from the blood and began to creep up Ezra and the rest of his groups legs, the blood and circle binding them. "Now now... You honestly don't think that was such a good idea do you?" Kurai's devilish tone returned as her eyes swept Ezra's face and watched for his reaction. "The question is. What should I do with rats that enter my nest?"