At Easta Jenna soon revived Gilthunder and the others and they sat up, albeit a little uneasy.

"Weren't we inside the Cave of Trials just a moment ago?" Gilthunder groaned.

Gilthunder then noticed that Astrid and the others were present. "Oh, hey, when did all of you get here?"

"Just a few moments ago," said Toothless.

"I take it that you guys came here for training too," Gilthunder assumed.

"We did," Astrid nodded. "Though I'm a little surprised seeing you three here, especially with him."

Fishlegs was quite furious seen Alvin still alive. "Alvin, no matter what your reasons were never forgive you! If you remember what you did to Helbram it obvious why!"

Alvin closed his eyes. "Eventually I will accept the consequences."

"Eventually," Fishlegs glared.

"I asked you that you allow me some time, first I have to protect Berk and the rest of this continent and save Calder from the Ten Commandments."

"I don't care about all that!" Fishlegs roared.

Ragnar looked at Astrid. "If you wouldn't mind?"

Astrid nodded and immediately extended her hand and suddenly Fishlegs' felt his anger subsiding. It in take them long to realise that Astrid was draining his anger and turned on her.

"What you think you're doing?" he demanded.

Ragnar then floated forwards. "She did it because I asked her to. I admit that this is an unexpected encounter, but you can't let your anger at the best of you."

"They'll be time for small talk later," said Jenna calmly. "All right everyone, rigourous training time."

Meanwhile at Ravens, Snotlout and Ase was still tending to the beast man, who was practically at death's door.

"Are you okay?" Ase asked looking concerned.

"Finally my sons and I can be reunited," he said.

Ase looked up. "Hang on, you mean you have children of your own?"

"Yes, I have two sons that I cherish, who are awaiting me in the next world."

Snotlout just sat there remembering those unhappy days when he was a child, Sullivan had been good on his word and managed to get them out of prison. Sullivan had just told Snotlout that he had a son as the two of them paid from food that Sullivan had stolen.

"You have a son?" Snotlout blinked.

"Yeah, a scrappy little kid that's just about same age you are." Sullivan looked at Snotlout curiously as he ate a chicken leg. "Snotlout, how old are you?"

"Don't know when I don't care," he said as he continued to scoff himself down.

"You should."

Snotlout ignored the comment and held out the chicken leg. "You should have some, it's so freaking good."

"So, where are your parents?" Sullivan asked curiously.

Snotlout just sat there in silence and then kept on eating. It didn't take Sullivan long to realise that he had no family. "Okay, sore subject. Tell you what, if you keep this hideout a secret you can come here at any time."

"Deal," said Snotlout enthusiastically.

Snotlout then made his way back home to the people he was living with, but they weren't the most gentle of foster parents. For starters they insisted that he steal food for them rather than giving coined to pay it.

His foster father immediately lifted him off his feet when he realised that he had a piece of the food that gave them slapping him across the face harshly. "I told you to steal some food! I don't remember saying anything about eating it! You piece of crap!"

"It was given to me," Snotlout snarled.

"Smartass!" the man yelled punching him across the face. He then punched him in the gut hard. "Take this!"

He was punched so hard that Snotlout throw up much to his foster mother's disdain.

"How disgusting, go and do that outside!" she snarled.

"Get out of here dammit! Leave!" his foster father yelled.

Snotlout then limped out of the house clutching his arm, he was still quite hungry even after all the food he ate. His mouth watered when he saw tons of food on a table next door, but unfortunately the next door neighbours were just as rough as his foster parents.

"Dear, do you see that?" said a woman.

Her husband immediately made his way to the door and kicked Snotlout as far away from the house as possible. "Brat! Quit nosing around here!"

He then slammed the door shut behind him.

"I can't take this anymore," Snotlout groaned.

He then made his way to the tallest building he could find and looked over the town. Part of them wondered whether it would be better for him to venture out into the countryside, to another town. He knew that it was going to be treacherous and the nearest town was miles away, but will be better than this dumb.

Then some nearby merchants saw him and approached him.

"Oh my, Snotlout," said the female merchant as she approached him with her husband. "What a coincidence seeing you out here. We have a wonderful job that you would be perfect for so want to make yourself a little money?"

Snotlout pondered for a moment, but his empty stomach was the swaying vote and he immediately accepted it without asking what the job was.

The job was quite strange, the merchants would give him a gold coin in exchange were stepping into a barrel.

"A gold coin for getting into a barrel?" Snotlout frowned as he looked the gold coin they gave him.

At first he was overjoyed of earning money so easily, but then his brain kicked in telling him there was no way someone would give away a gold coin just like that. He bit into the gold coin and found that it was covered in gold paint.

"That's not a gold coin at all," he said.

Then before he could make a move the mail merge and immediately grabbed him and began stabbing him into the barrel.

"Just get inside that barrel!" he roared as he shoved him inside.

Snotlout tried to fight back, but he was just too strong and he watched as the two merchants sealed him in the barrel.

"Let me out!" he roared.

He tried to kick the lid of the barrel up, but the female merchant had sat upon it and she was quite heavy. He then could feel the entire cast moving and he had a feeling that where they were taking him wasn't a five-star hotel.

"Hey, darling," said the female merchant looking down at her husband.

"Hmm?" he asked.

"Are you sure about this? Lady Roxanne is actually going to buy him from us?"

"Oh yeah," he nodded. "I'm telling you that noblewoman really loves kids. If she takes a liking to them, she'll buy them for 20 or 30 gold coins."

"Really? That much?"

"And after she's done playing with them, she tortures them and murders them. In other words the demand for brats is never ending."

"How frightening."

Upon hearing this Snotlout was now more determined than ever to free himself from them. Snotlout put all his body weight into moving the lid, but it wouldn't move an inch.

"Hey, open up!" he roared as he shoved against the lid.

The female merchant laughed. "Not happening. There's no way you can move my backside."

The situation looked hopeless for Snotlout, but then the card came to a sudden stop.

"Hey, wait, what the hell are you?" the male merchant cried.

He then heard his wife screaming and felt the weight shifting.

"You cargo thief!" she screamed.

"Please, spare us!" her husband bagged.

Snotlout decided now was the best opportunity to free himself and busted right through the lid. He was then surprised to find that the person that stops the card was none other than Sullivan and it appeared he was just as surprised as well.

Later that night, Sullivan took Snotlout back to the hideout and he began to explain how you ended up in that situation.

Sullivan couldn't help but laugh. "So this time you nearly got yourself sold to some noble?"

Snotlout began eating the food that Sullivan had snatched from the cart, a little too fast as he choked a bit. Immediately grabbed some water and drank it down as quickly as humanly possible.

"Sullivan, thanks," said Snotlout reluctantly.

Sullivan looked at him. "You're welcome, kid. Not that it really matters, after all I did steal everything we're eating."

Snotlout looked at the ground. "Sullivan…"

"What is it, kid?"

"Can you teach me how to steal?"

Sullivan looked at him with an emotionless expression. "Snotlout, do you know what you're asking? If you lead a life of stealing, it means you'll never be able to make an honest living in human society."

Snotlout was now getting very drowsy, made sends after everything he's experienced today. "Then why do you steal?" he said doing his best to keep his eyes open.

Sullivan chuckled. "Getting sleepy on a full stomach, huh?"

Snotlout shook his head to get the sleepiness out of his eyes.

"If you're tired sleep," Sullivan encouraged. "Because if you don't get enough rest you'll never grow up."

"I can't sleep," he said. "That's when he kicked me in the stomach."

Sullivan got the impression that Snotlout had a terrible childhood. "I see." He then gently placed Snotlout's head on his lap. "Well, guess I'll just have to guard you then."

"Okay," said Snotlout before he finally closed his eyes.

The next day Sullivan had agreed to train Snotlout in the act of stealing, he was reluctant at first, but seeing as his parents didn't take care of him it was important that he learn to survive.

Snotlout was to watch in order get an idea on how to perform the right movements. Sullivan was just walking down the street casually and when he approached Snotlout he managed to grab all the wares belonging to all the passers-by. Snotlout didn't even see him move his hands and just stared at him in awe.

Once he was sure that he was ready, Sullivan encouraged Snotlout to steal at least one item from one the passers-by in the street. Snotlout tried to steal a bag of coins from a well-dressed man, but he ended up getting caught. However, before things got too ugly Sullivan jumped to the rescue grabbing Snotlout and the bag of coins.

The two of them laughed as the man looked around trying to figure out what just happened.

Sullivan continued to train Snotlout, working on his reflexes as well as his timing. He taught him that he couldn't just steal every little thing former passers-by, he had to find the right opportunity and the right item to steal at the right time. In time Snotlout started to get the basics and he knew that Sullivan would have his back if anything went wrong.

One night they were in the hideout in front of a fire after a long day of theft.

"So, what your son like?" Snotlout asked.

"Now let's see," said Sullivan as he leaned back holding a glass of wine. "His name is Zeke, he's kind of shy, but he's a sweet kid."

Snotlout was a little disappointed, he felt like the third wheel.

"My other son has a pretty mean stare, greasy black hair and his name is Snotlout," he continued.

Snotlout looked at him curiously. "Why is it that you go home to see him after sundown?"

"Because if I go back and forth to often, the knights we'll find out where I live," he explained.

"Does Zeke know that you're a thief?"

"Yeah. I'm not proud of that, but the two of us know our faith and have learned to accept it." He then turned and looked at the fire. "Snotlout, don't ever trust humans."

Snotlout just looked at him. "I trust no one but you, Sullivan."

Sullivan looked up and then ruffled his hair with a laugh. "Come here you. What a dummy you are." He then playfully shoved pushed him, a little too hard for Snotlout's liking but he knew that he mean it. "Now go to bed, it's an early start for tomorrow's job."

Snotlout had a joyful sleep and first thing the next morning he was at the rendezvous point for their big job, but there was no sign of Sullivan. Their target was a huge mansion that was surrounded by a large wall.

"So this mansion is our target today," he said. He looked around for Sullivan, but there was no sign of him. "I guess Sullivan is running late." His face beamed as an idea popped up in his head. "Wait, what if I stole the treasure? I could do it all by myself before he ever get out here."

He then jumped on the other side of the wall with excited look on his face. "Oh man, he's going to be so surprised he'll probably find me."

He then smashed through a window, but he smashed through the wrong one and immediately alerted the guards around the mansion.

"It's an intruder!"

"Crap!" Snotlout yelled.

He was then suddenly tossed to the ground by the guard. 'Sullivan, I'm sorry. I tried to do it on my own and I screwed up.'

Back in the present, Ase had noticed that Snotlout had been quiet for several minutes.

"Hey," she frowned. "Is something wrong?"

"No," said Snotlout.

"It's strange young man," said the beast man looking at Snotlout. "But when I look at those eyes of yours it reminds me of the face of my son."

"What do you mean?" Ase blinked. "A beast man's son would look like he does, wouldn't he?"

"I haven't seen him in over 30 years now," he continued. "If he's alive I'm sure that he hates me, even after humans betrayed and hurt him. Somehow he still put his trust in me, he told me so himself but I failed him. I failed him."

30 years ago, Sullivan had slept in during that big break in and now he was rushing towards the mansion as quickly as he could.

"Dammit, I can't believe I overslept, I just hope that Snotlout didn't start without me," he said.

He managed to reach the mansion and he could hear voices on the other side. He could only assume that Snotlout had tried to bust in there himself and had gotten himself caught.

"I knew it, that idiot," he groaned.

He then quickly jumped and landed on top of the wall, he looked down into the mansion's garden and found several guards beating Snotlout up.

"Snotlout," he gasped.

He was about to jump in to help him, but then he heard some of the local knight talking which caught his attention.

"Hey, I hear a werefox cub had been spotted up in the mountains," said the captain.

"To the mountains! Hunt him down!"

"It's Zeke," Sullivan gasped.

He had never revealed that he himself was a werefox to Snotlout and now he was in a dilemma. If he jumped in there to save Snotlout, Zeke would be killed, but if he didn't try to rescue his son there is no telling what might happen to Snotlout.

"Be careful out there, Dad," said Zeke before he left. "Just hurry up and come home."

Sullivan looked down at Snotlout as he was beaten up by the mansion guards and then thought back to Zeke.

"Bye, Dad!" Zeke waved as he left for the day.

He then looked back down at Snotlout remembering the trust that he put in him and then with his heart breaking apart he immediately transformed into a werefox. This man had the ability to transform into humans when they were old enough, but it was hard to maintain the form when they were angry or upset.

"I'm sorry, Snotlout," he said.

He then jumped back down into the street and people immediately gave him a wide berth as he ran down it.

'I'm so sorry,' he said with tears in his eyes. 'Forgive me!'

Sullivan managed to reach the cave and saw the knights standing there. He feared that he was too late and immediately sliced right through them before they had a chance to defend themselves. He then frowned Zeke, covered in blood and extremely weak, he had arrived too late.

"Dad, you're here," he said when his eyes fell upon his father. "You came back… I'm so sorry."

He then died in his arms and Sullivan was utterly distraught, not only had he failed to save Zeke, but he had abandoned Snotlout losing him as well. In the effort of trying to say one of his sons, he had lost the other.

Back in the present, Sullivan could still remember that tragic day as if it was yesterday.

"I am the most disgraceful man there is," he said. "That was the day, if I hadn't overslept or made the wrong choice then maybe I wouldn't have ended up losing everything I loved."

Ase can help but feel sorry for him and had no words of comfort.

"You weren't wrong about anything," said Snotlout.

Sullivan lifted himself up and looked at him. "Now what are you talking about?"

"Even if you had saved me, if I had found out that you abandoned your real son, your own fresh and blood, I never would have forgiven you," said Snotlout solemnly.

Ase stared at him and Sullivan eyes widened in shock.

"I never hated you, not once," Snotlout continued. "Even after all that happened. To me you were the ideal father, Sullivan."

Tears then began to form in Sullivan's as he finally realised that the man in front of him was none other than Snotlout. After all these years he discovered that his son was very much alive, but he looked no older than 20.

"Snotlout?" Sullivan sniffed. He then immediately placed his head against his chest and cried into his jacket. "When you grow up and get so big?"

At Easta, Jenna was beginning to start their training.

"All right, it's time for training," she said.

"To be honest, I'm not really in the mood right now," said Fishlegs turning his head away from Alvin.

"Well, fine then," said Jenna folding her arms. "But remember the Ten Commandments won't care one bit whether you're in the mood to fight them or not."

Fishlegs remain completely quiet and then suddenly Meatlug appeared rather nowhere and lift him. "Meatlug!"

Jenna's eyes lit up. "Hey, that's a Spirit Hound. They're extremely rare, I had actually thought they had all gone extinct."

"Looks like he wants take part in the training as well," said Toothless.

Meatlug nodded excitedly.

"All right," said Jenna looking at all them. "If you're going to train head into the entrance. Oh, and another thing, you'll need to remove all of your equipment. The best way to feel and draw out the latent power from deep inside is to strip down to their minimal."

"So were supposed to go in there completely unarmed?" Astrid questioned.

"I will give you these," said Jenna holding out some wooden clubs. "They may just be ashes staffs protected by magical power, but their durability abilities is guaranteed."

Everyone soon began removing their clothing apart from a pair of baggy trousers and Astrid kept her breast bindings on as well. They then all took a club and got themselves prepared for their test.

"All right, everyone ready?" Jenna asked and they all nodded. "Okay, step inside and begin."

Everyone apart from Ragnar, Fishlegs and Alvin, who remained outside with Jenna, ventured into the cave.

Toothless pondered slightly. "You know I wonder how the going to efficiently test us with all this together. If you are facing a single foe then it won't be much of a test."

Toothless turned his head and then suddenly found that everyone had completely disappeared. "Where did everyone go? I thought they were right behind me? I guess that answers my question earlier, though it would have been nice they gave us a warning."

Toothless then saw light in the distance. "A light? Suppose it's better than staying in the dark."

He then immediately rushed towards the light as quickly as he could and soon there was a blinding flash of light.

As it turned out they had all been split into pairs so that the training could be more effective. Gilthunder and Ake found themselves with one another yet again just like before when they were training earlier.

"Come on, we're paired up again?" Ake groaned.

Gilthunder sighed. "I was going to say that too."

Then suddenly something heavy landed behind them and they turned to find a large monster had appeared. It looked like a giant lizard, but it scales were as hard as dragon scales and it was standing on its hind legs.

"It's starting already?" Ake stared.

"Who it comes," said Gilthunder as they raise their clubs.

The beast roared and then jumped into the air, it clearly had a very powerful legs as it had jumped about 20 feet in the air.

"Lightning King Iron Hammer!" Gilthunder roared unleashing a bolt of lightning from the tip of his club.

Unfortunately his attack was less powerful due to the fact that he was not holding his sword and it just bounced off the creature's skin.

"Rising Tornado!" Ake roared creating a massive tornado around the beast.

However, just like Gilthunder without the proper weapon he's attack was far weaker than normal. The creature was just too heavy and continue to fall down towards them, fortunately the two of them jumped out of the way just in time before they were squashed.

"Man, that thing is strong," said Ake. "Lightning barely has any effect and it's so heavy that wind can't even budge it. These sticks aren't even going to scratch anything with that kind of strength, she should have given us in better weapons."

"But then there wouldn't be any point of this training," Gilthunder pointed out.

The beast then jumped and began to burrow into the ground.

"But how are we supposed to win?"

"I don't know, but we won't if we fight the way we always do."

"That really doesn't give us a solution here! It's time to do something crazy!" said Ake as they kept their eyes on the creature is it borrowed beneath them.

"Idiot!" Gilthunder snapped. "That reckless approach is how we lost last time!"

"We've got zero chance if we take it seriously moron!"

Gilthunder glared at him. "Well, you never take anything seriously!"

"Well, you're nothing but a straight arrow!" Ake snapped back.

It was that point that they realise what their problems were, they began to remember what their mentors taught them.

10 years ago Hiccup had given him some instructions in how to channel his magic. "Gilthunder, you're too much of a straight arrow. If you stick to the norm, you will never be stronger, you have to make your mind more flexible."

10 years ago Ake had been messing around with the train weapons much to Calder's annoyance. "Ake, you don't take things seriously. To find a way to win, it is important to remain composed and remember to practice using proper form."

The two of them smiled.

It was that point that the creature shot out of the ground and they quickly raise their clubs to defend themselves. Their clubs managed to cushion the blow and cause the creature to low-wage guard when the two of them landed on the ground the immediately took up fighting stances.

"Hey, Ake, I thought of something that I would like to try okay," said Gilthunder.

"What a coincidence, so did I," said Ake.

The two of them then immediately swapped their battle stances and began to channel their magic into their bodies.

The creature recovered from their parry and then began to charge towards them and Ake began to remember what Calder had taught him many years ago.

"Channel your power into the point."

Ake then immediately charge the creature head on and slammed his club onto its forehead stopping it dead in his tracks.

"I am!" he yelled and began channelling the magic through his club and began smacking the creature's face with it. "And it's working!"

The creature was fazed by the attack, but it was able to open its mouth opening his guard. It then tried to take a bite out of them, but he quickly jumped into the air and now he was directly above it.

'Even so, I can barely inflict any damage with this wooden stick,' said Ake to himself. He then raised his club and began to channel the wind around him into the point. "In that case I'll try channelling my magical power into the point! Now Breakthrough!"

He then fired the ball wind at the point directly upon the creature and it slammed into it like a ton of bricks.

Gilthunder then chose this moment to attack and he began to remember Hiccup's words. 'Gilthunder, when you're out on the field of battle anything can happen. You must find ways to keep your opponent off guard, do something they don't expect.'

Gilthunder then began to channel his lightning throughout his entire body. 'I'm going to cover my weapon in lightning and my body with the surplus magical power.'

The lightning covered his club as if it was a sword and lightning began to cover his body forming what looked like a suit of armour.

"Lightning King: Heavy Armour!" he yelled.

Outside everyone was watching through Jenna's crystal ball.

Jenna smiled. "Look at that seems Mr Straight Arrow just through proper form out of the door."

"And Ake has become more disciplined and used proper form," Skull added.

Ragnar nodded. "It's only been a short time, but they have already increased their power levels. What an intriguing pair."

The beast then swung its tail towards Gilthunder and he used his lightning shield to block the attack. Not only was he protecting himself, but the lightning was also attacking the creature.

"If my lightning only hurt you a little at a time at a time, I'll just hit you over and over!" Gilthunder roared. "Lightning God Embrace!"

He then extended his hand and immediately unleashed a massive burst of lightning and this time it was working on the creature.

"You've got this, Gil!" Ake cheered.

"Yeah," Gilthunder winced, it was taking everything he had to unleash this burst of magical power.

However, a few seconds later everything went black.

When they open their eyes they found themselves outside once again and were completely worn out.

"Where are we?" said Ake as he took in his surroundings. "Where's that beast?"

Gilthunder realise they were beaten again. "Come on, we failed again?"

"Too bad you let up at the very end," said Jenna as she approached them. "The tactics you used along the way were brilliant."

The two of them sighed with disappointment.

"Chin up, you did a good job," Jenna encouraged. "With what you have accomplished, you have taken the next step in developing your skills."

The two of them looked at one another and smiled broadly, this was possibly the first bit of progress they had made in days.

"Not so bad after all," said Ake.

"Yeah," Gilthunder nodded. "All right, next time would work on our focus and we can…"

Alvin nearly smiled at the two of them and remembered back when they were kids training to be Dragon Knights.

'Just look at them, it's impressive how capable those two runt have become,' he noted. He then looked down at his hand which he knew was covered in invisible blood. 'Really after what happened, I'm so glad that I didn't end up killing you.' He then clenched his fist in anger. 'With that said there is certainly enough blood on my hands, Calder.'

"I heard what happened," said Hiccup's voice. Alvin looked up and saw Hiccup approaching him. "About how you rescued Gilthunder and the others, I just want to say thank you Alvin."

Alvin looked at him with tears in his eyes. "Thank you."

Astrid was in the training chamber with Gustav and the two of them were fighting against a suit of armour. Astrid was certainly holding her own against the suit of armour and then while she had it distracted Gustav came from out of nowhere and slammed his club while its guard was down. The armour then immediately broke apart revealing that there was no one inside of it.

"Did its body just split up?" Gustav stared.

"Clearly has been piloted by very strong magic," Astrid noted. "It's the perfect opponent from me as I can become stronger the stronger one's anger is towards me."

The armour then suddenly moved in before Astrid could do anything its arm holding the sword sliced her head off.

"Lady Astrid, no!" Gustav cried.

Astrid's body then quickly grabbed her head and she looked at him calmly. "There's no need to worry about me."

Gustav stared at her with his eyes widened, clearly he had not yet been aware that she was just a moving doll.

Astrid then replaced her head back on her shoulders. "I thought that you had been made aware of my unique body, I apologise for any discomfort." She then turned her eyes back onto the suit of armour. "I'm afraid just beating it is not going to be enough, we need find what is controlling this armour if we have any way of defeating it."

"Then who is controlling it?" Gustav asked.

Jenna was laughing at the two of them. "It would seem as if the King and Astrid are having a harder time with their training then I thought they would. I wish you the best of luck."

Fishlegs then floated towards her. "Jenna, will you let me go into the Cave of Training too?"

Jenna looked at home curiously. "So what's with the change of heart? I thought that you weren't in the mood for any training today."

"Let's just say that what you said hit home," Fishlegs admitted. "Unlike the others I have not faced the Commandment, but I was completely outmatched by one of the golems and that had a fraction of their power. If I would protect my friend I'm going to need to be even stronger."

"In that case you want to go in with Alvin?" Jenna asked curiously.

Fishlegs looked up. "Are you kidding?"

"I'm afraid it's customary to enter the cave of training in pairs and Ragnar is lacking a body to accompany you," Jenna reminded.

"Seriously?"

"I'll go in with him," Hiccup offered.

"Hiccup?" Fishlegs blinked.

"All right you two in you go," said Jenna.

Soon the two of them got changed for their training and soon entered the cave.

"Did you get your power back?" Fishlegs asked curiously.

Hiccup shook his head. "Not quite, I now have to get my body to rehabilitate it so that I can harness that power."

Suddenly there was a bright light and the two of them found themselves in a chamber filled with different kinds of jewels floating above them.

"Go ahead and choose one of the Angel Ambers floating there in front of you," said Jenna's voice out of nowhere. "There are various kinds of monsters inside each one."

"So which one should we choose?" Fishlegs asked.

"Fishlegs, about Alvin, do you think you can be a little more open-minded?" Hiccup asked.

"What you mean?" Fishlegs asked as he floated even higher off the ground. "Are you telling me to forgive him?"

Hiccup shook his head. "I didn't say that, because there's no denying that what he did is unforgivable. I can completely understand how you feel about it, but you have to remember that he was being controlled the whole time by Fraudrin, who possessed Calder's body 10 years ago. Nothing could have been done."

"So if something is controlling you, nothing you do is considered a sin?" Fishlegs questioned and then he looked down at Hiccup suspiciously. "And who is this Fraudrin?"

"One of the Ten Commandments."

"Is that so? Yeah, and those other two Galand and Monspeet, right? Tell me, why is it that you know so much about the Ten Commandments who were sealed away 3000 years ago?"

"What are you trying to say?"

"The Dragonborn were wiped out 3000 years ago as well and I heard that you were the first king of Berk."

Hiccup just remain quiet and then suddenly Fishlegs sent his club flying straight down towards him and he quickly blocked it with his own.

"Tell me, who are you really?" Fishlegs asked. "Explain yourself."