Nyx blinked, her usual unrestrained confidence wavering for the first time as her gaze faltered.
"A Defier? I have no idea what you're talking about."
Leo narrowed his eyes. Mors might be a sadistic psycho, but he wouldn't have reacted like that for no reason.
"You know, for a princess of a super secret organization, you suck at lying."
Nyx's shoulders shrank as she lowered her head and grumbled.
"But I really don't know what it means…"
"But you're not denying that you are one?"
"..."
Luna and Lily exchanged glances. Luna suddenly slammed her hands down onto the table, growling in frustration.
"Alright, let's back up a second. What's a Defier?"
Nyx grimaced before sighing and telling them everything she knew.
"I don't know jack shit about what it means. Some disembodied voice just told me I was a 'Defier of Fate' or some shit."
She crossed her arms and shot Leo a suspicious look.
