Well, look at that. Heroes.

After recovering from your harsh breathing, you took your hands off your knees and looked up...and froze. A party of four heroes were standing in the middle of the hall. Standing in front of them were countless goblins with spears, swords, and bows. Standing behind them were two orcs, dressed in bear skins both with an ax. Both groups stared at each other intensely, then a random goblin suddenly charged, starting the battle. The hero party quickly sprang into action, facing bravely against the war party. The hero's consisted of one female elven wizard, who conjured bolts of lightning and sent them through a group of goblins, eliciting shrieks from the surrounding fiends. Besides her was a burly man wearing a thick leather chest piece and a two axes, yelling crazily. He was a bezerker, and flung himself against the two orcs, wanting to drag their attention to him. Behind the wizard, was a human dressed entirely in white armor, shining with a holy light. Wielding a large hammer in one hand, and a tower shield in the other, nothing could touch the person, as they were a holy Paladin. With their armor, their gender was indiscernible. The fourth member was an Archer, but was quite short. Her race was most likely a gnome, but well endowed seen through the big bulges that protruded underneath her thick leather armor. With the Paladin, and the Bezerker up front, none of the goblins could get past, while the archer and rogue casted countless bolts, and the Archer let loose dozens of arrows. The thief ducked in between the Vanguard, stabbing and cutting any who tried to attack from the sides or stabbed at the heroes legs.

Studying the group, you realize quickly that if you want to get the drop on the group, you're going to have to act soon. Despite the vast numbers of the goblins, they were easily getting killed, while the two orcs couldn't do anything as they were preoccupied with the Bezerker. Quickly thinking, you suddenly feel your Master connect with your mind. "Don't disappoint me." he reminds you again. You feel a slight pause, as if he was hesitating, then you somehow feel him wave his hand like before. You feel your mind expand, as knowledge comes that seems extremely familiar comes to you. You feel magic pulse through you, and you feel that you can now use three spells: Fireball, which conjures a flame and can be thrown, Dark Bind, which binds an enemy and can cause pain through thorns on caster's demand, and Magic Missile, which fires three arcane bolts, with very high chance of hitting.

Now armed with spells to fight with, you look around the room. You see a ladder to the 2nd story with an balcony overlooking the area, a few barrels near you emitting a gaseous smell, and a large bell, on the other side of the hall, those, or you could just go into battle without any plans at all. Who knows? It might work.