She runs

With a high pitched scream the young wizard in training - or perhaps it was one of the serving girls - turned tail and fled.

The two Flesh Hounds bounded after her, tongues and cocks wagging as they lurched through the grounds of the College. The doors to her dorm splintered as Blue's shoulder caught the wood. The demon hadn't charged the door down, the girl hadn't managed to slam it behind her, the beast had just caught it and its immense strength had been enough to shatter the wood.

Aaralon looked around through Green's eyes. He was in a girl's dorm. Not wizards after all; but serving girls. Lots of girls.

Aaralon knew this summoning was already out of control. Wizards would be on the scene in minutes and they would deal with the Flesh Hounds.

He had a simple choice; try and fuck one of the screaming girls now and then server the magical ties between him and the demons before being caught or try and guide the Flesh Hounds out of the College.