How could I have lost to a simple boy?! thought Grimmel the Grisly as he desperately tried to keep his head above the waves. It had felt like ages since he had been sent plummeting into the sea by the young chief of Berk named Hiccup after being knocked off of the Light Fury Grimmel had put under his malicious control via a dosage of special venom from one of the infamous dragon hunter's Deathgrippers. Not only had Grimmel lost this elusive dragon thanks to Hiccup, but the former had also been deprived of his would-be prize: the courageous Night Fury known as Toothless, who lived up to his species' nickname of 'the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself' by somehow summoning lightning from the sky upon being overwhelmed by 4 of Grimmel's bloodthirsty dragons, electrocuting the vile assailants to death and sending their charred corpses plummeting from the skies.
Back in the present, Grimmel sighed in relief as he spotted an outcrop of land not too far from where he currently floated. This glimmer of salvation gave the drained poacher the extra dose of energy he needed to swim his way over to the mysterious island. Little did he know, things were about to go from bad to even worse…