Cain could hear the whispers of disgust and see the looks of disdain in the dragons and Saintesses around him, but his face remained impassive. The Power of Order coursed through him, allowing him to keep a clear head and preventing anything from distracting his mind and soul as he searched for a way through their current predicament.
"Can we force our way in?" Grand Elder Kryos voiced the question on everyone's mind. They couldn't possibly wait half a century for the Sun Church to run out of sacrifices to restart the war. Even if they ignored the ongoing massacre within, by that time, the Sun Church would have recovered their lost power entirely and might have several trump cards in place, which would inevitably translate into casualties for the dragons and saintesses.
