"Yeah, that poor jackass who tried to lay a hand on my swords." Well, possibly to pick them up for her, even she realized that. But this was supposed to be the Shadowlord's castle, she couldn't let her guard down for that. Popola and Devola were human, supposedly, and they'd still attacked.

But she just stared in confusion at Emil's attempt of an explanation. Just what exactly was he talking about? "A couple of months? I just saw you. We went through the door to the castle together..." but Emil wasn't the type to lie, and there seemed to be way too many humans and not enough shades for this to be the Shadowlord's lair.

"... So this isn't the Shadowlord's castle, is what you're saying," she finished slowly. Stuff like timelines and inconsistencies flew over her head. The book would've been more suited to stuff like that. Her job was just to kill things.