Amn's eyes darted about taking in every detail. He jotted down a mental list.
"Brute, no hindsite. 2 elemental mages. Goblin, obvious list for battle. Lava, perilous high temperature liquid containing molten rock. Fissure, low point, difficult to escape on e caught. Counter mechanism..."

Amn jogged quickly to the side, away from the chasm, and watched as molten magma flowed into the deathtrap. After all, it was the lowest point. Such a reaction was to be expected. Amn reacted simply by running away from the chasm, but still avoiding the path of the magma an brute. His illusions would prove useless on the brute until further notice, so instead, amn maintained his energy by doing nothing. He watched his teamates ready to support as necissary.