"Things have reached this point; let's make a run for it."
Hilia made the decision.
But before escaping, she decided to collect more Demons.
The Magic Puppet was already working under her command to refine the Lancelot Stone mined into powder, preparing to extract all the essence. Although she couldn't use it, she could sell it; this heavy armor material was most popular with the Mercenary Guild.
Most of them are Sword Masters; as long as they have the best sword and armor from the village, they can embark on a quest for adventure...
So Hilia planned to collect more.
She could save the Magic Power for running away; any excess could be used to generate Gold Coins.
With this thought in mind, Hilia continued to engage in her repetitive task of clearing Demonic creatures.
...
Night had fallen.
Aiman returned from the depths of the tunnel with the exhausted Elf Mages.
They gathered at the designated area and, seeing others had arrived before them, breathed a sigh of relief.
