The woman's words had worked their way into Nyxus' mind; this is what he was waiting for. From his little time in this city, he was already branded many labels: fugitive, criminal, gang member - all of those untrue titles would disappear if he stepped in to help her. His plan would become so simple, with his name cleared, all he had to do was walk into that guardhouse and claim what was rightfully his; the offer was too tantalizing to refuse. Nyxus drew his sword and pushed to the front of the crowd - his chance had finally arrived.
Suddenly, an explosion shook him off balance. Nyxus fell to his knees as his ears rang and debris fell around him. His eyes squinted as they searched for the cause of the interruption, finally finding some figures veiled in the smoke. As the smoke gave way, Nyxus was finally able to see the new interlopers. His eyes widened as he recognized that familiar shining armor: it belonged to none other than the city's Knights. In only a few minutes, Nyxus' situation went from promising to dire.
Nyxus couldn't be caught again, already escaping prison and affiliating with a gang - the Knights would spare no clemency this time. Despite his innocence, he was treated like a prisoner back at the guardhouse: if they found out about him now, he'd surely be executed. Nyxus grits his teeth as thoughts run amuck in his head. If he ran now, he'd escape capture and maintain whatever freedom he had left - but he'd still be labeled a fugitive and a cowardly one at that. If he stayed, he could finally be free of his tarnished reputation and finally get his sword back - but he would definitely be arrested and punished much more harshly. Nyxus couldn't go back to that dank jail cell, but he couldn't abandon the only friend he had in this city and his chance at redemption. After a brief moment of thought, Nyxus finally made his decision.
As Nyxus approached his bloodied companion, he noticed the plethora of wounds dotting their body. His eyes softened in remorse: while he was hiding and maneuvering around the enemy, his poor friend took the brunt of every attack. No longer would he hide - it was the time for action. As Kaz lunged forward, Nyxus followed behind him - not before giving a quick nod to the woman beside him, he sorely hoped she would keep her word. He aimed for a slash at the scarred man's throat, going in for a quick kill - he was almost seconds away from imprisonment or freedom.