They can spend a very companionable half-hour descending into the hellpit, then.
The geography of the hellpit is bizarre, as Hell tends to be. It seems as if they're walking through the corpse of something unimaginably vast; the ground is leathery and organic, riddled with lava flows and spires of bone jutting from the ground. Eventually they come to an upper entrance into an obsidian tower.
As soon as they enter, a woman with the lower body of a spider descends from the ceiling on a silken strand. "You've all come to see me? I'm touched. I-"
Lorath waves his staff and a bone spear punches through her chest.
She screams in pain and fury, until he gestures with his free hand, causing the spear to violently explode. Pieces of spider-woman rain down around them.
"What is it with these scantily-clad bug women trying to taunt us?" he wonders. "Once is happenstance, twice coincidence, if it happens again I'm going to think there's some kind of convention."