She was aware of the Dusks letting her go, and equally aware of glaring at them as they slithered away, but most of her attention was on Saïx. "Of course," she breathed, wondering at herself for not thinking of it earlier. "It's you. It's been you all along." Whoever they were, it was impossible for the natives of the city to have any control over what was happening, given how much they'd been hurt.

NiGHTS didn't fight for now - and anyway, Saïx had won their fight when it hadn't even been serious (not that it would stop her from fighting nevertheless). "What have you been doing?" she demanded, rising higher in self-defense. "Who are you?"