As soon as the 'group' moves into position, the first set of hobgoblins leap into action, charging and swinging their blade aggressively, most of them finding nothing, though a few finding their steel meeting their allies, sowing even more confusion among their ranks, which isn't helped by the volley of arrows moments later, some of which find purchase in goblinoid skin. The leaders begin howling orders, seeing the deception for what it is, but the gorup is already terribly confused. The hellhounds charge the mess, trying to kill the illusions, though they quickly figure it out and return to their masters... to find the party has descended one one sound of the battle. Three archers are down in the first few seconds of confusion, and the rest should fall quickly.<br/><br/>What the hell is going on!?" the cleric roars, unable to make heads or tails of the mess.