Noticing Alexe's eyes becoming red, Valo knew instantly who he was. A Kelvic! This must explain why the other men described them selves as wolf hunters.
Despite his intuitiveness however and his love for games, Valo was not about to engage in conflict with this man. His tone stepped down from cheekiness, to a soft melody which it was when he spoke completely seriously. "My name is Valo and I work as an artist here in Zeltiva. I assure you dear Alex that I was not spying on you. It was mere coincidence that we have met here after this fight. So please calm down and take your hand off that sword. I'm sure we can talk like gentlemen."
Valo then turned to William by his side, who was most likely wondering what on earth was going on. "You see dear Williams, Alex here was attacked at the local bar, earlier on today. I happened to be a spectator. And must I say, he is greatly skilled with his sword."