It went without saying that a lot had happened under the time span of ten minutes.
Clayton did not expect to be attacked by a Basher Basilisk, for one thing, and he called this encounter entirely random. The Summoner lady insisted that this encounter was Clayton's fault, as he had dressed his slaves with the armor of the enemy, or armor of the damned, as she called it, but he wasn't willing to take the blame. Not much of the blame, at least.
Quite frankly, he wasn't set on blaming anyone right now, as he tried to process everything that happened after the attack.
He did not expect Esmeralda to threaten him so vividly. Well, he wasn't surprised, but considering the fact that the Basher Basilisk could've killed her just as easily, in turn, freeing her from the curse of being Clayton's slave, he was confused that she didn't use that opportunity.
