Eventually I reach Primstone. He's on his back in a corner, having been waylayed by Lubach, the goblin running this particular show. Primstone admits that Lubach took the club.
"That's about par for the course," I tell him. I'm all ready to shame him with a series of terrible golf puns when he begins to stand up.
"My wounds look worse than they are. I'll come with you."
We reach the final chamber and find Lubach on an upper platform, taunting us. He snarls and throws some henchgoblins at us, which are every bit as fearsome and dangerous as the twenty goblins laying face-down in the tunnel behind us.
"You cannot hope to stand against me!" he bellows.
Eventually we do, in fact, stand against him. Lubach runs out of guys and is obliged to jump down and face us himself.
I don't want to ruin the suspense for you or anything, but he doesn't win.
As Lubach goes down, Halros strides in.
"You are one boss fight late," I tell him.
"My apologies for being late. I'd hoped to reach you before the battle was joined."
"Well, no harm done," I tell him. "Still, nice job getting in here and taking care of all the guards."
He gives me an angry look, "They were already dead, actually."
"Oooooh right, right. I guess killed those guys on my way in. Forgot about that. Well, you found the place, so that's something to be proud of!"
Halros mutters something under his breath.
"What was that?" I ask.
"I said," he screws up his face, "I didn't find it. You scouted it for me yesterday."
"So I did!" I smile innocently.