A few moments after he erects the barriers, Tiamat and Bahamut descend as well, flanking him, and appearing on their colors' respective sides. There's still a number of angry chromatics, and the metallics aren't happy to be so insulted, but at the sight of not one, but<em>three</em>dragon gods, appearing to settle this matter, especially as the other two flex their auras, which pretty much settles everyone without much difficulty, the dragons let him speak. "Are you certain of that, Archdragon?" Bahamut asks, more for show than out of actual doubt, to get him to explain his reasoning, and, more importantly, to provide his title to the dragons present.