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Tuffnut led them through Berserk, answering questions whenever they came up. It was dark; that could have meant a number of things. Astrid could only hope it meant it was the same night on which they had been knocked unconscious. Any other night, and Hiccup would be dead.

They met about five Berserkers: each of which were unintelligent, and believed "Buffnut's" story. It was working better than Astrid could have thought.

Only problem was, when they ran into Dagur. They hadn't seen him yet, but they didn't think it would stay that way for much longer.

Tuffnut approached a guard head on.

"Where are they keeping the Berkians' dragons?" said Tuffnut.

"Um...why do you want to know?" the Berserker asked.

"Are you dense?" Tuffnut snapped. "Don't you know who I am!? I am Berserker Buffnut! And if you don't tell me, I'll tell the big boss honcho that you refused a direct order! I will ask you again. Where are they keeping the Berkians' dragons!?"

"In the prison cells near the ocean," said the Berserker.

"Thank you, soldier," said Tuffnut. "Speak of this incident to anyone, and I will make sure the boss fires you. With fire."

Astrid almost facepalmed.

"Get moving, prisoners!" Tuffnut shouted. For some reason, he seemed to enjoy pushing the others around, even if he was just pretending. They walked towards the ocean, where they saw buildings they could only guess were prisons.

Tuffnut took out the keyring and unlocked the door. He motioned for his friends to follow him, and they did. Inside, they found Stormfly, Meatlung, Hookfang, Barf and Belch, chained tightly.

"Stormfly!" Astrid whispered harshly. She took Tuffnut's axe and slashed at the chains. Stormfly unfurled her wings and squawked happily.

"Sssshhh," said Astrid. "We can't let them know we're here."

She handed the axe to Snotlout, who took to freeing his dragon. Next came Meatlung, and then Barf and Belch last.

"Good, we have the dragons," said Astrid. "Now, we just need to find those flowers, and then we can leave this death trap."

"Leave what death trap?" asked a voice from behind them.

The youths froze for an instant. They knew that voice, all too well. It was the voice of an enemy they knew too well all the same. Turning around, they found themselves face to face with Dagur the Deranged.

"It's not nice to call my home a death trap," said Dagur. "I believe it is quite nice. For me, anyways. I can't say the same for you."

He snapped his fingers, and instantly, more guards entered through the only door in the prison. Astrid, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Snotlout, and Fishlegs backed up as far as they could, Stormfly, Hookfang, Meatlung, Barf and Belch doing the same, although hissing while moving.

"I hope you don't mind me raining on your parade," said Dagur. "Look out the window, Berkians."

Turning, they looked out the tiny, barred window, one at a time. They saw Berserkers all over the place, each armed with crossbows and other deadly weapons.

They were surrounded.