"Listen here, you old goat. There is one offender. One."
Ackster held up a finger to show the dragonling how many that was.
"And it's this guy. If you want to blame me for you falling for his lies, sure, go ahead. But don't you dare think you have any right whatsoever to punish me or convict me."
Tararat face-palmed and sighed.
"If you're going to treat me like an enemy, I will show you what it means to be my enemy."
Ackster finally went silent after threatening the Council in charge of the Land of Dragons' affairs. And he was met with silence, at least for a moment.
"Outrageous! Even if you were sent by Mastrax, you have no right to behave this way in front of the Council!"
Another member of the Council sitting not far from the leader shouted at Ackster with his scales red from anger.
"Zip it, sheep. That Dragon has nothing to do with me."
"All the more reason for you to accept the punishment for lying to the Council!"
