"Right," Harmon says with a nod.  Peering down the cave, the corridors are still lit up from the flaming oil, so they wouldn't need torches anymore.  "Well that's convenient.  Shall we?"<br/><br/>The way back down was littered with burnt corpses, and they definitely got a good load of the goblins.  When they reached the entrance to the main chamber, the light from the flaming oil was enough to illuminate most of what remained.  A few goblins stood guard over the nude captives, and Murphy's daughter was held tightly via a rope around her neck, by a fat goblin.  It seemed he was the ringleader.