Looking at the elegant youth, Nox was wondering why he had decided to stop right in front of them, of all places.
He was not the only one confused; even the other examinees were also confused. They briefly wondered if the youth was an acquaintance or if he was in a relationship with the girl. All eyes were now fixed in Cromwell's direction, waiting for what would unfold.
As for Nox, he didn't outright do anything. He was not stupid enough to kill someone just because they looked at his sister. Perhaps Nyx knew him as well; after all, she had been here.
"Sorry for intruding on your personal space," Theo said in a soft, almost feminine voice as he looked at Nyx and praised in a genuine tone: "I know you might not know me, but I witnessed your fight against Ainsworth, and I couldn't help but be impressed by your skills. You were remarkable, truly."
"What is he on about?"