An Orca for dinner

Timothy, and the group that followed him were officially out of danger. They had walked a total of ten kilometers away from the mountain that housed the Dungeon of the Old, and from what they observed, no one had followed them. The dark mages that resided around that mountain were likely happy that Timothy’s platoon chose to leave the place, rather than stay and fight.

Summoners only had one thing to their advantage, they could summon demons. That advantage didn't mean much in the situation where their demons could get banished as quickly as they had been summoned, as it only took a moment to banish them. Fortana had taught everyone how to banish demons, so even if the summoners brought hundreds of them to walk across the planet and behave like a platoon, that wouldn't matter much, as a mere goblin slave alone could banish them if they had even the slightest ability to aim!