Sylvester gazed at the gigantic creature and fell into a moral dilemma. But eventually, he was able to make sense of it and decided against killing the dragon. Because, at the end of the day, the realm may not know, but Avanss and the King knew that Sylvester was the intruder. They would know he was the one who killed the dragon, and in the long term, it would ruin his goodwill with his father, ruining any hope of peace between the two realms.
"Why are you inviting death, little dragon!" Sylvester shouted back, maintaining the pride of an elf. "Step aside or die!"
The dragon seemed to have heard the funniest joke as he stopped his raging roars and started to laugh. "Bwahaha… You? A little elf will slay a dragon? Your kind is only ever good at hiding in the trees. Yet you stand in my territory—the skies!"
"Say that again, but slowly," Sylvester responded.
