The fallout!

"What the hell are doing, young master Damien." She screamed. Her voice reminded him of the eerie noise from the T.V. when the channel goes dead. High pitch and fucking annoying to the ears.

"You're at my duchy and you dare order my COMMANDER like he's one of your lap dogs. The audacity. I granted you this task because I thought you would help me. Cause I thought you were doing it because you wanted to help me but you just slaughtered half of 'em' like their lives don't have any significance."

The office of the head was not crowded or anything it was just her and him in a screaming match. Though it was more like her screaming at him.

After Damien had completed his interrogation they had immediately left the vicinity. Like it's only natural, the bandits walked in unison like cattle on their way to a slaughterhouse.

Sir Allister had explained what had transpired there and Blaire was fuming at him for the way he did it.