"However, we mustn't hastily cast all suspicion on the black dragon Kasavia. The incident occurred near, not within, her domain. Directly implicating her without concrete evidence could unnecessarily provoke a formidable foe," Marquis Cliff cautioned, his voice steady yet imbued with concern.
Marquis Cliff was all too aware of the gravity of their situation. The dragon they had previously bested was merely an adolescent, subdued through collective might and strategy. In stark contrast, Kasavia, a mature black dragon, commanded a power nearly rivaling that of a human legend. Even within the holy realm, her might was fearsome, potentially overpowering to one such as Cliff, who had yet to cross into the sanctuary's threshold.
He was acutely conscious that even rallying the strongest warriors of his Marquisate would be insufficient against Kasavia's formidable strength.