They all nod in agreement, having spent a lot of their resources, already; without his magical power shutting down the battlefield, they took a fair amount of wounds, and used the majority of their prepared healing spells, already, although there's a few wand uses remaining.<br/><br/>The regular hobgoblins fall easily; while they're more powerful troops, they hardly stand a chance against his opening salvo. The greenspawn charge at him, long, scythe-like hands flailing, intent on slicing him in half, while a wyvern moves into position over him, lashing out with his tail, the other moving near the door, to ambush the party, when they finally arrive.