[What happened, August asks, and Nox looks down on his right arm for a long moment, before he swallows. The answer is said with grit teeth.]

Just fucking watched and felt my arm get fucking ripped off by my father. [Pauses, clarifies.] As Nero, not now, don't think we knew each other back then at the time. I was just trying to help him, he looked and sounded like shit, like another one of the poor people in the city. Ended up reacting to my arm, since I had a demonic arm back then. Next thing I know, I'm shoved into the fucking wall and bleeding out, my arm's in his hands, and he summons a fucking sword out of it and is gone.

[Just. What the fuck. What the fuck.]