Ah, finally some respite. I take a moment to catch my breath and survey the scene before me. The tiled floor beneath my feet, the grand stone plinth at the chamber's end - it's all so familiar now. And yet, the darkness still unnerves me, even with my trusty darkvision.
I cast Healing Hand and regain some of my precious health.
As I scan my surroundings, my gaze falls upon the Black Axe, a dead skeleton warrior, and a dead zombie - how delightful.
I ponder my options: should I pick up the war axe and replace my current equipment? Or perhaps it would be wiser to return to that dreadful three-way path? Decisions, decisions.