Flight instincts take over

Your flight instincts quickly take over. You turn tail and run, momentarily forgetting where you are. Before you realize it, you go over the edge of the plateau.

"Oh crud!" You swear. Well, you might survive the fall - but if not, you've died worse deaths before.

"What th-?" You hear someone exclaim below you. Half a second later you find your fall cushioned by someone in a white robe before they burst into stars and vanish.

ding LEVEL UP!

Treasure Goblin
Level: 1 > 5
Health: 100 > 150
Melee Attack: 0 > 15
Ranged Attack: 0 > 12
Weaknesses: Frost and Traps
New Abilities:
Drop bag - You can now temporarily leave your bag!
Swing - Swing your heavy bag of gold at enemy causing damage and chance to stun.

The heroes must have split up! And you just killed one of them and gained 4 levels! Before you can fully comprehend what is going on, you here a cry from above.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!" You quickly scramble out of the way of the falling knight, and not a moment too soon. His massive armored frame, which would have easily crushed you, comes crashing down where you were laying seconds before. The knight glares at you in hatred while he tries to get up. He must have taken quite a hit from that fall.

You look around for the final hero. You see her standing a few feet away, staring in shock at what just transpired. But she is quickly getting her bearings. She is an elven mage, wearing a short, sleeveless green robe that barely reaches her knees. Raising her arms and backing away, she begins chanting a spell.