Impossible Odds

If Booker was planning to fight, then as Matty said, doing so alone was foolish.

"Hold on."

Kazi stretched an arm forward and proclaimed, "Summon: Anos!" From the palm of his hand was a dark glow—and the extraction of a monster from his Inner World. The Anostos Bird, the monster he caged in his mind. A bronze beak, bronze feathers, and a loud KA-KAW!

Not one, not two, but three. Level 27, the lot of them. 

"They're not much but…" Kazi winced. The mental strength it took for summoning three wild monsters was agonizing. Luckily for him, he was able to muffle the pain and agony in its entirety through Ultra Divine Healing Circulation. He let out a breath, then a smile, then gave a nod. "They should serve as excellent distractions." 

"You sure they'll last the journey?" Booker questioned.

"I'll be meditating," Kazi said. "So they'll be fine."