Cussing as he raised his hand, the elven man felt he had no choice. "Bolt of Force come to my Hand, and show that foe that my will is fanged!" The fingers conjured up a ghostly magical missile, shooting it forth at the back of the creature, slamming against the goblin's back before it could flee.  There was no real room for error with this, and an arrow might miss, so he resorted to magic.<br/><br/>"Nobody gets to go warn the others. Sorry." He looked at the goblin raising the bow and moving after the last one.<br/><br/>Wanting to make sure all three were dead, he checked their pockets swiftly before tossing them to the other corner of the room, moving over to head back at that room where the goblins had been seated earlier, to have a look at what would be there. Feeling curious and yet wary, wanting to go ahead, and knowing he had spent a good share of magic already. Now, if ever, was the time for one more spell.<br/><br/>"Armor of Force, Come unto me and Reinforce." He called upon the magic to shield him further from harm. As ready as he could get, he turned that corner to step into the room he had not yet explored.