Kristoff saw, rather than felt, the fiery hand slam into his stomach. He flew backward and hit something soft and cold.

"Oh, look at that," Olaf said, his voice muffled. "I've been crushed."

"Olaf what – ow," Kristoff clutched his stomach as pain flared up. Moaning, he rolled off Olaf and saw that the snowman's feet had escaped the impact and were frantically running around in circles. Two guards chased after the feet, catching them after nearly running into each other, and reassembled the snowman.

"Thanks guys!" They nodded and ran toward the creature who hit Kristoff.

Kristoff looked at the castle and saw Elsa fending off two giant fire dragons. He pushed himself to his knees, glad that Elsa wouldn't have to fight this enemy alone. His heart clenched when he thought of Anna as a prisoner of a madman. Hiram better hurry up and get here.

Sven snorted behind him. "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to be useful?" Kristoff said in his reindeer voice.

"Alright, buddy." Kristoff stood up and leaned backwards to stretch his stiff torso, ignoring the pain. When he straightened again, some of the soreness faded. Fortunately, the blow felt more like being hit by a strong gust of wind than an actual fist. The two guards lost their advantage of numbers when another fire soldier - Kristoff wasn't sure what to call these things - arrived. He leapt onto Sven's back and looked down at Olaf, who had just finished putting himself back together. "C'mon, Olaf!"

"Right!" The little snowman hopped on behind him and Sven charged. One of the guards was on the ground groping for his sword as a fire soldier advanced. It didn't see the charging reindeer until the antlers dug into its broad chest. The soldier was large and powerful but it didn't have the mass or momentum of a full grown animal like Sven, who didn't stop until he smashed it against a house. The fire soldier didn't make a sound as it rapidly disintegrated.

A flash of light and a sound like thunder drew Kristoff's attention again to the castle. He could see only one dragon and assumed Elsa took care of the other one. A wave of light suddenly sliced through the last dragon, cutting it in two. It disappeared behind the walls. Kristoff shook his head and turned back to the fight at hand.

The two guards were barely holding themselves against the fire soldier who, after seeing the fate of its comrade, doubled its assault. It ducked and lunged as it used a flaming sword to block the guards' strikes. Sven tried charging it as well, but its flames pulsed outward, causing the brave reindeer to veer away. Kristoff and Olaf jumped off and, after making sure that Sven's coat did not suffer any singeing, grabbed whatever they could find to help the guards.

"Hey!" Olaf yelled. The fire soldier looked down in surprise. Olaf had taken off his left hand and was using it to deliver blows to his opponent's legs. Unfortunately, it just went through the flaming tissue and caught on fire. Olaf gasped and shoved the burning end into his stomach. Kristoff grabbed him before he could be crushed by a fire foot.

"Not a good idea, Olaf!" he said as he helped put the arm back where it belonged.

"I guess - " Olaf started, but he was cut off by a thundering BOOM! and the sound of rapidly growing ice could be heard. Kristoff saw the fire soldier impaled by a spike of ice. It was struggling to free itself, but Kristoff could see that it was over. A small explosion erupted from its chest, sending flaming fragments every which way. A few fell on Kristoff's shirt, but he batted them away before they could do any damage.

A cold hand grabbed his arm and dragged him away from the fighting. He saw Hiram, now with some kind of blindfold on, engage three large, ape-like fire creatures and destroy them with a few swift strokes from a short metal staff. He spun his staff and turned just as two others lunged for him at great speed, throwing them out of Kristoff's view.

"Where's Captain Jokkon?" Elsa asked, turning Kristoff to face her. Kristoff looked at her eyes and was relieved to see their normal icy-blue irises.

"We got separated when we reached the village," he said. "Last I saw, he was headed toward the docks."

"Look out!" someone, probably a child, screamed. A lithe fire creature had climbed to the roof of the house they were next to and jumped toward them. Before Kristoff could react, Elsa stretched out her hand and shot ice at the ground. It quickly formed a large statue of an arm. Elsa reached to grab the fire creature and Kristoff watched, amazed, as the statue mirrored her actions. It snatched their assailant out of the air and crushed it. Kristoff opened his mouth to say something but the roar of a dozen fire soldiers cut him off.

"What was that?" he asked.

"Hopefully Hiram luring them away from Arendelle and onto the fjord," Elsa answered, thawing her sculpture and running to the docks with Kristoff not far behind. The streets were cluttered with baskets and burnt carts. Smoldering homes lined the roads, silent and empty. They passed frightened people fleeing the other way, some with singed clothing. Thankfully, none of them appeared injured.

They reached the docks just in time to see Hiram shoot out of the village with more than twenty fire soldiers right behind him. Kristoff saw that the glow hadn't left the city and realized not all of them took Hiram's bait. "There are still more of them in the village, Elsa!"

Without a word, she turned and ran back. Kristoff, left alone and with nothing to do but watch Hiram destroy the flame soldiers one by one, let his thoughts wander to Anna. Was she alright? Did Isten still have her under his influence? Is she locked up in a dark cell waiting for them to question her? He couldn't think of hopeful answers to any of those questions. The thought of her in bondage made his blood boil.

An ice path materialized close by and he saw Elsa propel herself onto the fjord with the rest of the fire soldiers not far behind. As she neared Hiram, she turned to face her pursuers head-on. Kristoff's jaw went slack as hundreds of spikes shot up from the frozen fjord and impaled the flaming soldiers. They gave off startled cries before disappearing into nothingness. She reached Hiram just as he finished off the last of his opponents.

Kristoff broke out of his stupor and ran toward them. A shout made him pause and he turned to see Captain Jokkon coming up. Together they approached Elsa, who seemed to be in a heated discussion with Hiram.

"It would be better if I went alone," Hiram was explaining. "The more people who go with me, the less chance there is of rescuing them."

"We're rescuing them?" Kristoff asked.

"Yes," Elsa said, glaring at Hiram. "We are."

"I'm going, too."

"No!" Elsa and Hiram said at the same time.

"I have to be fast," Hiram said. "Every second we delay gives them time to disappear."

"Then stop arguing with the queen and do as she commands." Captain Jokkon said. Hiram turned to him anger evident on his face. Wrong thing to say, Kristoff thought.

"She is your queen, Captain," Hiram said, his voice lowering, "not mine."

"Nevertheless," Elsa pointed out, "as my guest, you are required to show consideration for my commands."

"This is a command, then?"

"It is."

"I already showed all the consideration it deserves." He held up his hand when the captain tried to argue. "Coming with me puts you all in great danger. I have considerable resistance to Isten's powers and know how best to fight Harriet and Matej, but you don't. You coming will jeopardize not only your safety, but your sister's and my peoples'."

"And yet you can't do this by yourself."

Hiram face saddened slightly. "I've fought worse." Kristoff saw sorrow and loneliness there. How often had he felt the same before he met the sisters? Sure he had the trolls and Sven, but there were times when he had really wished for human friends. Still, he wasn't about to stay behind when Anna needed her family and friends the most.

"I'm still going," Kristoff said.

"You're not going to keep us out of this, Hiram," Elsa said.

Hiram was quiet for a moment. Finally he nodded. "Fine. We will need a boat. An ice boat will be easier to repair if it gets damaged. Once that is done you can thaw the fjord, Queen Elsa."

"We're coming too!" Olaf shouted as he rode up on Sven's back. Hiram turned his head to Elsa. She nodded.

Elsa held her hands out and frost and snow swirled around the center of the fjord. A ship began to materialize. It wasn't large, only big enough to be a simple merchant vessel, but it was enough to carry everyone with room to spare.

"No sails," Hiram said. "I will get us there." Elsa nodded and the mast disappeared.

Everyone climbed aboard. Elsa made sure that no one was left on the fjord. When she was satisfied it was empty, she simply held up a hand and the fjord returned to normal. Hiram floated to the front of the ship and placed his hands on its icy exterior. The ice began to vibrate and give off a gentle blue glow.

"I'm going to start it off slow, but we will speed up very quickly so I suggest everyone find something to hold on to," Hiram advised. He caused the blue glow to intensify and the ship gave a small shudder as it began to move.

It gradually picked up speed. Kristoff felt the wind whipping around his face. He looked back and was surprised to see that they already left the fjord and were over the open sea. He shielded his eyes, looked down, and almost cried out in alarm. There was barely any wake from their vessel. It was floating on Hiram's powers and still picking up speed.

"We're coming, Anna," he said softly as Isten's ships appeared on the horizon.

We finally have a chapter from Kristoff's point of view!