Zeldris had just appeared out of nowhere and was approaching Heather and the others.

"Wait, I know him," said Heather recognising him.

Zeldris looked directly at Gowther. "Gowther, the Demon King is furious. You must return to prison at once, or you will be considered a traitor and I'll have no choice but to execute you."

"Oh dear, oh dear," said Gowther taking the death threat lightly. "I was really hoping to conserve as much magic power as possible, but if I have to fight you, that's not going to happen."

Ragnar looked at Astrid. "I think it's time for us to take our leave."

Ragnar then grabbed hold of Astrid's shoulder and then suddenly teleported away.

This left Heather and Gowther to deal with Zeldris and Heather was not going to wait around. The earth beneath Zeldris erupted beneath him, forcing him to jump back.

Heather quickly looked down at Gowther. "Gowther, I'll take care of him so that you can get out of here!"

"You should step back, Heather it's too dangerous," Gowther advised. "After all, I'm the one he wants."

"Don't worry, I'm the King of the Giants right now I can handle it. Besides, we need you to put an end to the Holy War. So please, just go!"

Gowther nodded and began making his way deep into the forest. "Thank you, Heather and good luck."

"You must be Drole, the Giant King," said Zeldris. "You are a member of Stigma, right?"

Heather did not answer him and instead began dancing around gathering magic power in the earth.

"Interesting," said Zeldris taking as his movements. "This has to be the stance of his that I have heard so much about. During those moves allows him to gather an incredible amount of magic power."

"Let's do this," said Heather, take another fighting stance. "It is time to face each other fair and square!"

"Such a waste to have you fighting on the other side," said Zeldris regretfully.

"Have some Giga Crush!" Heather roared, launching her arms upwards.

Large rocks and began to up from the ground and head skywards. One of them erupted directly beneath Zekdris, launching him into the sky when he was knocked back by another. Eventually, he was able to catch his breath and smashed his way through one of the rocks and landed gently on the ground non to worse for wear.

"Giga Fall!" Heather yelled, slamming her arms downwards.

The rocks that she had launched into the air then began falling back down towards the ground like meteorites. Zeldris started jumping around to avoid them, but one of them landed directly on top of him.

Heather was panting as she had used a lot of magic power in that one attack, but then suddenly flying out of the dust was Zeldris. Next thing Heather realised he could her hard in the chest, knocking the wind out of her, and she fell to the ground.

She opened her eyes and saw Zeldris standing on top of her looking down at her triumphant.

'Ten Commandments attack didn't even make me flinch before what's happening?' she stared stunned. She then raised her hand into the air. "Gaia Fall!"

However, nothing happened.

"What?" Heather stared. 'My magic power, it's not activating.'

"I've sealed up your magical abilities, but it's alright you'll get them back soon enough," Zeldris explained.

Heather's eye widened. 'He can do that? Even if it's just temporary, I'm the Giant King right now, and he's still just… there's something that sets him apart from the other Ten Commandments. He's too powerful.'

"Drole, my name is Zeldris," he said. "I am the one that wields the magic power led to me by the Demon King, making me his representative, so to speak."

Heather's eye widened in horror. 'The Demon King can loan out his power? This is the one who has it?'

"Here's your chance, I'm offering you a choice. Die here and now or join us at one of the Ten Commandments," he offered. "And if you're ready, I'm even prepared to grant you more power as part of the deal. So what do you say? I believe the answer should be clear."

"What kind of person would I be to take you up on that?" Heather growled.

Zeldris just looked down at her with that intense look in his eyes, powerful enough to even make spiders flinch.

Back in the present, Drole was explaining to them Heather's trial, which revolved around Zeldris' offer.

"For the Giant Race, which considers fleeing from battle more shameful for deaf itself, the offer boils down to two options," said Drole. "Either choose death or join the Ten Commandments."

"What?" Fishlegs stared. "What are you trying to say? If that's true, then Heather can't… even if she makes a different choice the new, no matter which one she chooses, she can never come back again."

"I just wanted to know what she would do," said Drole simply. "Live and join the Ten Commandments or die is one of the Giant Race. What was the correct choice?"

"That's just cruel," said Fishlegs glaring up at him.

Gloxinia looked at Drole. "You forced her hand."

Fishlegs looked at Heather helplessly. "Heather…"

Back in the past, Zeldris still had Heather at his mercy.

"As well as I'm concerned, it seems you have been given two things," said Zeldris. "A rare kind of strength and loneliness. Your much larger than all the other giants and your skin is blue as a sapphire. Your demonic single eye, your four arms that look like misshapen rocks. Even among your own kind, you've always been treated like some sort of outside."

'The King of the Giant Race,' said Heather remembering her child as she didn't really fit in with her clan.

"A giant who resents fighting, who hates it is no giant at all."

"You're alien to us."

'It's just like what happened to me,' said Heather.

"Because the Giant Race values fighting and strength you're celebrated as their King now, even by those who used to mock you. Still, I'm sure you don't have a single friend who truly understands, but the Demon Race is different. Our existence has always been considered alien to the rest of the world. It is why you belong with us."

Heather knew exactly what to do. 'My answer is…'

"Now choose," said Zeldris.

'It's so clear, I know the right choice.'

"Death… or become a Ten Commandment."

Back in the present, Fishlegs and the others were looking at Heather though none of them expected her to awaken.

"No, Heather!" Fishlegs cried.

"No what?" Heather asked as she sat up.

Everyone's eyes widened as they stared at her.

"H-Heather?" Fishlegs stuttered.

"Well, look at that I made it back here," she said.

Fishlegs couldn't speak as he was so relieved.

Drole looked at her, confused. "No! Impossible! Which did you choose, did you accept the offer or not?" Heather was about to speak, but Drole shook his head. "It doesn't matter, you should have been able to return regardless of which path you chose. So how did you?"

"Oh, about that I kinda escaped," she said, smiling awkwardly.

Drole's jaw hit the floor. "You what?"

Heather then looked at Fishlegs. "Happy to see you back, Fishlegs."

"Thank goodness, I was so worried," said Fishlegs then suddenly he blacked out.

Fishlegs was awoken by huge tongue courtesy of Meatlug he found himself in the forest shirtless resting against his pillow.

"Hello, Meatlug," he said, looking at her. "What happened?"

"You passed out," said a voice behind him.

Fishlegs looked up and saw Heather sitting next to him. "Oh, Heather, I didn't know you were there."

"You gave me a scare," said Heather shaking her head. "But I'm glad to see you're right almost as glad that you kept your promise to meet two hundred years ago."

"What promise was that I don't remember," said Fishlegs confused and then his eyes widened. He knew exactly what she was talking about back when she was just a child. "No way, that means your erased memories…"

"It was Gowther, he said as a gift that he would restore my memories."

"He really did that?" Fishlegs blinked.

"Like I know you're furious at Ragnar for hiring those humans, but he did so in order to help Astrid and the president of the Holy War."

Fishlegs looked to the ground. "I was such a jerk that wasn't I?"

"There are certain memories that find themselves deep within our hearts, even if you forget them for a while or they become all foggy they never actually disappeared Gowther said."

Fishlegs just sat there in silence.

"So, is your back okay now?" Heather asked.

"My back?" Fishlegs frowned confused. He then looked over his shoulder and saw a small pair of wings had appeared. "What the… they're sprouted? I finally got my wings! This is like a dream!"

"I'm happy for you," Heather smiled.

"And now with these, I can be a proper Fairy King," he said.

Then suddenly remembered the beautiful wings that Gloxinia had an immediately looked crestfallen.

"Gloxinia told me those wings are perfectly normal size when first sprouting," said Heather reading his mind.

"Oh, speaking of where is King Gloxinia anyway?" Fishlegs asked.

"Over there," Heather pointed.

Fishlegs turned and saw Gloxinia with Adava, who was crying into his shoulder.

"Not going to ask you to forgive me now, just let me say that I'm sorry," said Gloxinia. "Sorry about Ray and for being too afraid to even see whether you were dead or alive."

"That's all in the past," said Adava. "And besides, both of us knew it was going to happen."

Everyone watched as he burst into tears as she hugged her brother.

"I missed you," she said.

Then suddenly emerging from the woods was a large bear with green fur, who growled at Gloxinia angrily.

"No, easy!" Adava yelled to it. "Calm down, Balder this is my older brother. He's not our enemy!"

Gloxinia just stood there relaxed. "Who can blame them for being hostile towards me." He then looked at the Balder with a small smile. "Hey, there."

Balder finally calmed down, and Adava floated down towards him and hugged him. "Balder here was born not too long after you vanish brother. As soon as he was old enough, he took your place as my protector. He's been guarding the forest as long as I can remember."

Balder then licked her, causing her to laugh. "Hey, come on! Stop that Balder!"

Gloxinia's eyes widened when he realised who Balder truly was. 'Don't tell me that's… I heard a voice that day, a voice from someone's heart.'

'The next time I'm a born, I swear that I will protect you,' said Ray. 'I will guide you in his place, no matter what form I take. Defending all that you love.'

Balder was, in fact, Ray, reincarnated in a new form and he had fulfilled his promise for the past 3000 years.

Gloxinia then bent down towards him. "You're one faithful guy, huh?"

Balder then began leaking him.

"Balder, don't do that!" Adava yelled.

Gloxinia laughed as Adava tried to pull them apart.

"That's enough, let my big brother go already!"

"Here's an idea," said Heather looking at Fishlegs. "We should go back to Berk together and that way you will be able to see Shanna again."

"Feel free to do so, I'll cover guard duty you can leave the forest behind without a worry," said Gloxinia.

"We been gone a little while, so I don't know what's going on the kingdom right now, but that's all the more reason to rush back and find out," said Heather. "We are part of the Seven Deadly Sins, after all."

Fishlegs nodded. "And Astrid… we have a promise to keep."

They nodded though they didn't know how this was going to be accomplished considering Hiccup was dead. Plus last they heard Astrid was company Princess Ruby on a journey to the could be just about anywhere.

"Okay, you're up Meatlug," said Fishlegs. "Are you ready?"

Meatlug nodded and opened her mouth wide creating a portal inside of it. She then began to pull the two of them into it.

Hiccup and the other Sins were at the old tower on Ragnar's request, the same castle where they had been framed 10 years ago. They were overlooking the battlements, but there wasn't much of the city they could see thanks to the thick fog.

"For them a blast from the past," said Hiccup. "This was the old castle where we were framed for the murder of the Inquisitor."

Snotlout was not as nostalgic and looked at Ragnar. "Ragnar why would you bring us to a place like this? It can't be for the view."

"The King's vision, you do remember it, I assume?" said Ragnar folding his arms. "This morning, his Majesty saw that same vision once again. The moon was shivering at midday, the low hanging fog. When its haze feels the kingdom, atop the peak of that fateful castle, the one that made us traitors to the kingdom, like a mirage another moon will appear in the Seven Deadly Sins will all gather once again."

Before was definitely fake and low hanging and Hiccup could faintly see you moon shivering through the thick fog. Then suddenly a portal appeared overhead darkening the sky.

"Wait, I feel as if I've seen this before somewhere," said Hiccup.

It was then that Heather and Fishlegs fell out of the portal and landed directly on top of Hiccup leaving everyone speechless.

"Hey there, long time no see," said Fishlegs rubbing his head.

"Are the two of you safe and sound?" Ragnar asked.

"Uh-huh," Heather nodded.

"Where in the world did you come from anyway?" Snotlout asked.

"Lady Heather… Sir Fishlegs… are you both all right?" Eret asked.

"I'm glad to see you all again," said Heather tearfully. "I missed you all. If only Hiccup was still alive to join us."

"I am alive," said Hiccup's muffled voice. "Just barely. You're sitting on top of me."

Heather screamed in shock and shifted slightly, and indeed both she and Fishlegs saw Hiccup was alive and well. I'll be a little squashed he rolled his way out of the small crater Heather had created.

"I've waited so long," said Topaz standing in the shadows. "The moment where you finally gather once again… the Seven Deadly—"

Heather then screamed, and Fishlegs began to panic.

"It's the ghost of Hiccup!" Heather cried.

"I'm not a ghost," said Hiccup as he brushed himself off.

"Yeah, you can't flatten a ghost," Snotlout snorted.

"Sir Snotlout is right that is indeed Sir Hiccup in the flesh," said Eret.

None of them had even noticed Topaz was standing just a few feet away.

"Uh, are you listening?" Topaz blinked.

"Look at a long story, but I was revived," Hiccup explained to them.

"He's really alive," Heather stared.

"I think we deserve an explanation," said Fishlegs. "But first I want to say that I was wrong about you. I made these horrible assumptions, and I did say a few nasty things too. For that, I'm sorry."

"Don't sweat it, but usually never tale yourself," said Hiccup noticing Fishlegs' tiny wings. "It would seem as if your wings have finally sprouted."

Snotlout laughed upon seeing them. "How puny!"

"Snotlout, don't laugh there perfectly normal size the wings that just sprouted," said Hiccup.

"So he's finally joined the grown-ups, huh!" Snotlout laughed.

"Hey, this is a big moment for me!" Fishlegs yelled.

"Take it easy, Fishlegs," said Heather gently. "He may hide it, but Snotlout is really happy for you."

Fishlegs blinked. "You mean it?"

"Of course, he is."

"Well, he has a funny way of showing it, but if you say so."

Hiccup looked at Heather closely. "There's something different about you."

Heather nodded. "Yeah, I got my memories back."

"They've returned," said Ragnar looking intrigues. "Are you certain of that?"

"I thought when memories are perched, they can never be retrieved," said Astrid.

"No, you see there are certain memories deep inside our hearts, even if you forget them for a while also become foggier they never actually disappear," Heather explained that she rose to her feet. "Gowther was the one that told me that so I'm gonna fulfil the promise that I needed him and you. Astrid, together let us retrieved back the heart that you lost."

"Hang on," said Astrid looking immensely confused. "You mentioned Gowther, but he was a Commandment 3000 years ago how could you have possibly met him. Also, what makes you think that I want my heart to return."

Topaz then stepped up. "According to my vision—"

"According to the King's vision, Astrid appeared with overflowing with emotions that she experienced," said Ragnar.

Topaz just growled in annoyance.

Eret's eyes widened. "Wait, surely you don't mean that—"

Ragnar nodded. "Indeed, Astrid once had a heart, though I have no idea where it is now."

Topaz then coughed, gaining their attention. "I have an explanation for that."

"King Topaz?"

"I'm finally acknowledged," he grumbled.

"How long have you been here?" Hiccup asked.

"Don't ask," he said as he approached Astrid and then he pulled out a heart made of pure crystal. "This has been in my family for generations, I believe you recognise it."

Astrid's eyes widened as images flashed in her mind.

"What is that thing?" Snotlout asked.

Astrid then suddenly ran off.

"Astrid, come back here!" Topaz yelled.

Astrid ignored his orders and jumped off the castle much to everyone's surprise.

Heather looked at Topaz. "Your Majesty, what did you show her?"

"There is a legend surrounding this crystal that goes back generations," said Topaz. "It is said that it belonged to a fearless warrior, who experienced so much pain that she ripped it out of her body. Only now do I realise that this crystal was once embedded in Astrid's chest. According to the legends of this crystal is infused with some sort of powerful heart magic."

"Powerful heart magic, you say?" said Ragnar looking intrigues.

Heather quickly looked at him. "Ragnar quick, I need you to make me smaller. We got to hurry after Astrid!"

Hiccup looked at the others. "The Seven Deadly Sins have seven laws, the fourth one is when one of us is in danger of the others step up to help and help out as one."

"Right," everyone nodded.

Ragnar then quickly shrunk Heather down to human size, and all them jumped off the castle and began chasing after Astrid.