Garnet pulls off her pack, still keeping her attention focused on the hole where the creature disappeared. She holds the spear as well, fishing through her pack one-handed, then drops a coil of rope and a grappling hook on the floor.
"Here is a way up," she observes unhappily. "But only if we believe the fiend has left. Otherwise, trying to scale that rope 'd be suicide. And if she has left, she would surely have taken the sword with her."