"Go on, lad," Henderson said as he calmly went from prisoner to prisoner casting binding spells and searching them for hold out wands and various other goodies. "We've got this."
Knowing that the attention was off her for the moment, Valmae was wiggling determinedly. She'd finally worked her legs free when the last potioneer in the room scrambled to her and seemed to have thoughts of using her as a human shield. He made the mistake of righting her chair from the front. He thoroughly regretted that when she drew up both legs kicked him where it hurt the most.
Valmae didn't notice the door opening as she was focused on driving her heels into the face of the man who had involuntarily leaned over into her range as he clutched at himself. The force of her kick knocked her over backwards but it was well worth the stars she saw when her head hit the floor just to have gotten a little of her own back.