Hiccup and Ragnar were about to do battle against Zogrin who was in his Etherious Form. They stood there for a few seconds and then immediately charge towards him.

Zogrin then spread his arms out and unleashed several forms that immediately were sent flying towards them.

"It's time for you to freeze!" said Ragnar as he unleashed a stream of ice.

"Right after you burn," said Hiccup as he unleashed his a burst of flames.

They then crossed their arms together and immediately both thrones both were frozen and were set ablaze. In the midst of this confusion, Zogrin had took to the air and flew down towards them and before either of them could react immediately grabbed their heads and fly up into the air.

"At last the time has come for you to see what lies beyond the netherworld gate," he said. He then dived down towards the ground and then slammed their heads into the ground and dragged them along. "I will savour every last moment of tearing your souls to shreds and rating your existence."


Ruby was still with the others and they were about to make their move.

"We should head straight over to the Guildhall in order to meet Stoick," said Ruby looking at them.

"Before you go, can you give him a message for me?" Snotlout asked. "Let him know that I've got his back and I have faith that the secret weapon is going to work."

Ruby nodded. "You've got it."

"Okay, let's get going we don't have time to waste," said Merrill.

Stormfly smiled up at her. 'Her looks aren't the only thing that's changed, she is so strong and confident now.'

The twins looked at Snotlout.

"Are you sure you don't want to come?" Ruffnut asked.

"Yeah, your uncle might need that hard head of yours," said Tuffnut.

"I very much doubt it, but you had better get moving," Snotlout advised.

"Fine, more fun for us," said Ruffnut.

"Do you think there is a chance that we get to destroy stuff?" Tuffnut asked as they made their way to the others.


Meanwhile Sting and Rogue were busy battling against Jiemma, who was giving them a run for their money. His demonic strength was overwhelming, the only advantage they had was that he lacked their speed, but Sting wasn't sure whether that was going to be enough to win this fight.

Jiemma had just slammed her powerful fist into the ground and they narrowly avoided it. They then watched as the ground crumbled beneath his fist, but the only thing that was going through their minds was the way that he treated Minerva.

"It was your fault, you are the one that dragged her into this," Sting glared.

"That pitiful excuse for a girl was completely useless," said Jiemma dismissively. "I had such high hopes by utilising the power of the demons to strengthen the intensity of her magic, but she wasn't ready and that weakling chose to remain a weakling. She's nothing!"

Sting and Rogue stared at him as they couldn't believe that he was criticising his own daughter.

"The only thing she was ever good for was continuing my bloodline," said Jiemma.

Sting then charge at him. "Take that back!"

He then punched him hard in the face, so hard in fact that he was pushed back. Though he quickly recovered and didn't look entirely impressed with the punch.

"Is that all you've got?" he said raising his hands.

He then immediately blasted Sting with a powerful burst of magic power which sent him flying.

Rogan appeared directly behind him from within the shadows, but he must have sensed as he quickly spun around and slammed his fist into her chest. The attack was strong enough to knock into the air and he didn't waste a second grabbing her and slamming her into the ground.

"You'll never beat me," he growled. "You need to accept the fact that as long as I'm alive, you will never have my guild!"

Rogue lifted herself up. "Don't you get it, we don't want your guild! We want our guild! The way it was, when we were a team, the way a guild is supposed to be."

Jiemma glared at him with burning hatred. "Only the weak believe that crap!" He then slammed his fist against her shoulder and she cried in pain. "A real leader knows that the only thing that Sabretooth needs is to be the strongest guild there ever was! But you ruined that, with your weakness and teamwork."

He then turned his eyes towards Sting, who had picked himself up. "I know you might see it that way, but I don't. Showing compassion isn't weakness, its strength with a power unlike anything else."

"Nonsense!"

"Weakness is abandoning your comrade when they need you the most," Sting continued as he remembered every single painful memory he had of Sabretooth under Jiemma's tyranny. "We are through with that kind of Guild, we want to be part of something that we can believe in."

Rogan then started to get back onto her feet as well. "We know that it's not going to be easy, but that is what we're going to build. A true guild and we are not going to give up no matter what!"

"Which means, we don't need you anymore!"

"Your reign is over!"

The two of them then immediately charged that Jiemma with fists of light and shadow, but then he blocked them with both arms.

He then laughed at the two of them. "You two believe that you can create some perfect guild? There is no way you can, because there is no such thing and that is just the way it is. Sabretooth is about brute strength and nothing else. Why are you trying to change that?"

Sting narrowed his eyes. "Because… you're wrong. I know the truth now, something my old master told me. A true leader protects his own, and that is what I intend to do. I have seen guilds that have it all."

Rogue nodded. "They are strong and kind, they respect each other and they fight for the good of all. That is what it means to be a true Guild!"

"How dare you mock me!" Jiemma roared as he swung his fist at them.

Sting and Rogue immediately jumped back out of his reach, but somehow he managed to graze their shoulders.

"One individual strength is everything!" Jiemma roared. "Teamwork is just a clever fantasy, it is designed to manipulate the mind and encourage dependence! And no one is going to drag me down!"

Sting glared at him. "What don't you understand? Things are not what they used to be! The world is in trouble, we can fix it together that is how Dragon Tail does things!"

"As a team," Rogue added.

"Never!" Jiemma roared allowing his anger to get the best of him.

The two of them then charge that Jiemma.

"This is your last chance, before we shut you up to for good!" Rogue yelled.

"Let's show him what teamwork can do!" Sting roared.

"White Shadow Dragon's Rough Silk!" they yelled together.

The two of them then immediately unleashed several thin light beams of light and shadow that bombarded Jiemma. The attack was just too overwhelming for him and even though he could not accept it, he knew that he was beaten. Sting and Rogue slid past him and allow their magic to finish him off.

"It's impossible… how?" he said as the beams of light and shadow kept on striking him constantly.

Sting and Rogue were completely exhausted, but they had enough strength to look back at Jiemma as he toppled over to the ground. Seconds later, the two of them were completely overwhelmed with exhaustion and they themselves collapsed.

"Hiccup… Ragnar," said Rogue as she hit the ground.

"It's all up to you," said Sting as he collapsed face first into the dirt.


Zogrin was still dragging Hiccup and Ragnar crossed the ground, but then the two of them each grabbed an arm and freed themselves. Then together they position themselves so they were right above his head and then together they slammed a fist of ice and fire right down on top of him.


Up in the air, the battle was still raging on between Ingeel and Acnologia. Eventually Ingeel managed to grab the Dragon King and to the two of them were plummeting down towards the ground and seconds later there was a massive earthquake as they crashed.

Then appearing from out of the dust was Ingeel, but Acnologia quickly recovered and soon he was back in the air. The two of them then began to trade blows with one another with fearsome ferocity. Acnologia then try to strike him down with his dragon breath attack, but Ingeel was able to dodge it and they continue to circle one another.

Valka and most of the guild were still watching the battle above them and they were concerned whether they were going to see the sunrise.


Close by Fishlegs and Eret were carrying both Heather and Alvin to Gothi and then Eret saw the impact of Acnologia's breath attack heading straight towards them.

"Get down!" he yelled tackling Fishlegs to the ground.

Seconds later the impact ran above them, if they had been a second later they would have been blown away with the rubble.

"Thanks for the save," said Fishlegs.

"It's all right, but do try to be more careful."

"Is everyone all right?" said a voice.

They looked up and saw Gothi approaching them.

"Gothi," said Fishlegs looking relieved.

Eret then handed Alvin's blood stained jacket to her. "This should help with the antidote."

Gothi immediately took it. "How on Midgard did you get the blood from the demon with the bane particles?"

Eret smiled and gestured to Alvin. "He did it, I'm just the one carrying him around and he was willing to die to get it. How he managed to fight while fighting the poison I have no idea, but not only did he get the blood he also killed the bastard responsible for it."

Gothi shook her head as she took the jacket. "He was always quite stubborn and reckless, though considering whose best friend was that is not surprising." She then immediately looked at the rest of the Thunder Legion and Johann. "Hurry, we haven't got time to waste, but thanks to Alvin I can save them all."


Meanwhile Hiccup and Ragnar had both slammed powerful fists of ice and fire down upon Zogrin. The resulting collision cause an explosion and rubble was sent flying in all directions.

However, when the explosion died down they found that Zogrin was still conscious. Then before they had time to react he immediately grabbed their heads, took to the air and tossed them into the ground as hard as he could.

He then held out his palm as a massive surge of energy began to flow into it and then he fired a beam down upon them. Hiccup and Ragnar reacted quickly and managed to avoid the attack and put themselves in a safe distance.

Hiccup took in a deep breath. "Fire Dragon's Roar!" he yelled unleashing his dragon breath attack.

Zogrin quickly soared down to avoid the attack, but Ragnar got ready to unleash his own breath attack.

"Ice Demon's Rage!" he yelled and unleashed a stream of ice from his mouth.

Zogrin once again avoided the attack, he then channelled energy into his palm and then lifted it into the air. "Dea Yggdrasil!"

He soon created a sphere with his own curse power and emerging from it was a large wooden beam which is sent down towards them. Hiccup and Ragnar, however, were not intimidated and began to channel their magic into their fists they then began to bombard the wooden being with fire and ice.

Their attacks eventually managed to bring the large wooden beam down and the rubble that was in the air as turned into solid ice.

Ragnar then placed his hands together. "All right, Ice-Make: Gungnir!"

Suddenly erupting out of the ground was enormously large lance which headed straight towards Zogrin, but he easily flew out of its path. However, he then saw the lands was beginning to crack and wanted shattered he found Hiccup floating in midair.

"Hi yeah," he said.

Zogrin was completely surprised. "He was inside the ice?"

Hiccup then places hands together and forms a plasma orb. "Fire Dragon's Plasma Blast!"

The plasma blast struck Zogrin so fat that he was unable to dodge and the explosion sent him crashing back down into the ground. Hiccup then land on the ground next to Ragnar, but Zogrin spread his wings and rose to his feet.

"I knew this wasn't going to be easy, but still," said Hiccup.

"I just have to get a close clear shot to hit him with my magic," said Ragnar.

"Well humans, I must admit, I have been quite entertained by your attempts to vanquish me," said Zogrin.

The two of them grimaced, knowing that from his tone that he hadn't considered them a considerable threat from the very beginning.

"And now it's my turn to entertain you," Zogrin continued. "With a story about the one and only, Primordial Magic." The two of them looked up as they heard that phrase before from Hela. "From that origin point magic through to various distinct pass, Dragrach studied this Revolution and realise the immense potential for a new kind of power… Curses. A power fuelled by the most dismal emotions, desire, anger, envy and hatred. Each of these negative feelings gave us an incredibly powerful energy and we channel this essence of life to manifest our darkest desires."

"Do you even know what you're saying?" Hiccup asked. "If that is true then magic will always be stronger!"

Ragnar nodded in agreement.

Zogrin then raised his hand and then suddenly they saw heading towards them was a thick black mist and it was beginning to surround them.

"Ragnar, what is this?" Hiccup asked as it got closer.

"Is it fog?" Ragnar asked. It then started to wrap itself around them they found themselves unable to move. "No, I can barely move."

"What are we going to do?" Hiccup asked as he tried to free himself frantically.

"The era of magic is coming to an end, it is time for the true supreme power to rule," said Zogrin as the fog began to cover their entire bodies. "Welcome to the era of curses. Prepare yourselves for Helheim for I will invoke the ultimate curse designed to destroy Drago Bludvist himself!"

The two of them yelled, because it felt as if their bodies were being ripped apart from the inside.

"The memory of death," said Zogrin and his eyes flashed and soon his entire body did the same.

Then suddenly shadowy figures emerge from his body and they began to mix in with the fog, it felt as if they were trying to drag them somewhere. "Memento Mori!"

The black fog then immediately consumed them and began to turn a sickly green as it extended into the sky. Inside of it there was a bright light that began to consume Hiccup and Ragnar and it felt as if they were being bombarded with bullets.

"To kill Drago, one must destroy the concept of life-and-death, those inflicted by the Memento Mori no longer believe with the living or with the dead. They simply cease to exist."

'This can't be the end,' said Ragnar as he felt himself being faded away.

"You are now and forever will be nothing," said Zogrin as he watched as the mist began to fade away in a bright light which could be seen for miles.

Once it was gone he looked down to the crater which the attack had created and then reverted back to his normal form.

"The moment has arrived," he said. "The ultimate curse has finally been perfected and invoked. Once Dragrach has been revived, I will fulfil my promise and then… you will be destroyed Lord Drago."