The shield bash itself ought to have rattled the brain, driven wits and concentration necessary for magic awry, or so Nuada had wagered. Right now, he didn't even waste his time with waiting for the brat to talk and goad him into attacking, because as soon as he rammed into Fress, the Hylian Knight's running momentum halted as he was within immediate melee range, without flourish nor ample amounts of telegraphing, swung his blade straight towards the Twili's neck. Because it wasn't telegraphed, it came fast, a blur in speeds as it would threaten to part Fress's head from his shoulders, and sever him from the neck in two. It was often mistaken that a fighter would need to make for large swings to fight, but that wasn't true, it was merely a product of imagination to those that often read books, when this was not the case here. Combat was bloody and gritty, and Nuada had felt it was also a thing of beauty.

Nuada said little, but allowed himself a small smile despite the irritation that came from this entire ordeal, but all the same, none could say he hadn't done his duty, or really, not done much in the face of disturbance.

"Vae victis." He huffed under his breath that idiom-equivalent with a manic grin as his eyes widened and his attention became sharp, feeling his blood hot and his heart beating hard with excitement.

The fact he had thrown off his sword in one shove had meant Nuada had in all instances, all but dismissed the blonde's presence with a gesture as if telling a servant to leave. Mentions of being a princess swept over his thick hide like water, and he didn't bother to look at Alex's direction as the wretch left unbidden, just like Fress. The former, he hadn't had a chance to kill nor dismiss, the latter, he had shown a wave of his hand as if to tell him to leave at his orders. It was not an unknown gesture, he had done the same to many peasants, annoyed at having been blocked, but having thrown off the sword had all but made him contemptuous of the foolhardy charge in itself.

"Ah, the mongrel, you're still here? You may stop blathering, you're dismissed." Would be the last parting words Nuada gave Alex as he considered what had occurred. Even if Alex hadn't seen what gesture Nuada had made, the man spoke loud enough for the boy to hear as he had left. Still, there were a few highlights he had contemplated, his mindset occupied by that single name -- Midna. The others such as magic were an afterthought he contemplated in an instant.

The magic though displayed by the whelp? That was something he had noted personally as interesting, much like the shadow magic displayed by the albino wretch. Still, ultimately he sighed at having been robbed of an opportunity to kill a lawbreaker, and shook his head with derision.

But all the same, peace had been achieved, even if it had meant he didn't get to break some bones, and teach a few lawbreakers what it had meant to break the law, or disturb the peace. He sheathed his sword, frowned, and shook his head. Doing his job as a noble and Hylian Knight just never ends, beating up peasants and so on. His relief effort was really just to make sure it went unimpeded. But all the same, he had found himself intrigued by the way the chocolate-woman had faced down the vanilla boy.

He shook those thoughts as he had noticed his boredom had long been broken, before making his way to stand at attention towards a most curious sight. The wings that broke and came out in bright illumination dazzled him briefly, but he tore his gaze away and took his vigil once more in patrolling the area for any signs of trouble. He had walked passed the Gerudo girl whom he had come to know as 'chocolate-woman', and merely nodding towards her, before doing his rounds and patrolling the area. Unnecessary by a complete amount given how guards do this job, but he doubted their competence and would rather safeguard the area over them. He did not have to partake in physical labour, merely protect the area with violence.