The torchlight from the small passageway caught her attention before her kobold captors noticed it. It took her a few seconds to understand what it meant: These kobolds didn't make fire on their own and they certainly wouldn't carry torches. Someone else was coming!
She wasn't sure whether to be scared or relieved. She had lost complete track of time down in this dark hole. When the two humans, followed by a dwarf, came rushing towards the kobolds, a fire of determination sparked in her eye...The time has come.
Do the chains prevent Petrillia from casting a spell?