The last four hobgoblins do not survive long with the arrows, bolts and sword of the guards cutting them down quickly. Soon it is quiet in the corridors once again. A lit lantern is in the corridor that you came in from that provides light for the elvan female guards that look to see what you wish to do next.
I talk a breath of relief, glad that the hobgoblins have been taken care and finding myself looking around to make sure everyone is okay. I even glance tiwards the guards, though don't have my gaze linger as I say, "That went better, lets hope we can keep this up and even clear the place up of these vermin."
Out of Character: I'd be somewhere in the middle.
Edited: Thomaslee on 19th Feb, 2018 - 8:55am