After Bazrim has lowered his arms, Nethezar follows suit. "For the record, I did not stab that man."
The watchman nods once all the weapons are down. "Very good. Now, I do understand at least the basic thrust of your professed innocence. You believe that this merchant, using some magic, impersonated you," he points at Nethezar. "He then dropped his guise and came down to incite the crowd."
The watchman's tone becomes more stern. "You must, of course, understand then that, until the truth can be verified, you need be guarded. Given the late hour, calling a diviner shall have to wait until morning. I must insist that, until then, you be taken into custody. If your story is verified in the morning, you will be released."