The elder Holy One was resting on Nyxus bed, not depriving herself of the sleep she needed. Aliyah aided those who were injured and even if the guards were surprised by the Holiness’ ability, they did not speak what’s on their minds, especially in the presence of an Ancient who remained sitting by the fire. Even if Nyxus wasn’t doing anything, his very aura is enough to be feared at. She does not understand though why the Ancient has received them in his home. It’s not just because they are with Holy Ones. For years, he does not meddle with anyone’s business. He could have just opted to kill them all or leave them on their travels, instead he had been hospitable. It didn’t even help that he said something that gave more confusion to her already haywired mind.
Morganov’s.
From King Tobia
