It was the Twins who came first.
It was to be expected, really, what with their foolhardy childhoods filled with mischief and injury. Out of all the rest, the Twins were the ones who had sustained the most injuries, mostly from pranks and mishaps gone wrong, and there were bound to be complications down the line.
So, when the Night Fury called them to the surface, the two-headed dragon knew.
The Twins reeked of Death.
They lowered their necks and allowed the two humans one final flight, but just before the Twins mounted, the male gave his sister a competitive smirk.
"Race you to the other side," He joked.
"You're on, old man."
"Crone."
And so Tuffnut Thorston and Ruffnut Ingerman were on Midgard no more.