@kindofuneven || [ cont. ]
Nico's eyebrows bunch at the progression of fear Scott's seen. "That means the fear is being used, manipulated," he can't help but point out, but probably the werewolf already knows that. Nico has some experience with Fear seeing as it's something that comes with the territory of the Underworld, but his power is nothing compared to this, even at his most powerful or least well controlled. And he can't help but mentally flicker through what he knows of the monsters or even gods that bring fear.
There's Taraxippus of course, but they tend to be rather small fry, getting a start on horse racetracks back in the day and largely being confined to similar sporting realms. Even the one or two that Nico's met that have gotten creative typically focus on a single person rather than a full town. Then of course there's the twin gods Phobos and Deimos, sons of Ares themselves, and Nico hopes they're not involved. He would expect their influence to be even greater than a town, and usually they're tied with some type of war, so unless there's some war raging here that Nico's not aware of, he prays it's not then.
Then again, an entire war happened in Manhattan underneath the noses of all the mortals so maybe it's not so out of the question.
"Do you know who's causing it?" Or maybe the better question is what. And the answer comes quickly enough as Nico nods along. He's not familiar with this creature, so at least it's not from his side of things, and at least it's not twin fear gods.
Taking out the source of the fear makes sense, but Nico has his doubts. If someone is taking advantage of this situation to target Scott and his pack, they're going to keep doing it, but maybe that's a fight for another day. "How can I help?" he asks instead.













