Chapter 13
Game on
Hi! I'm back! I know it took long, but as I explained in Dragon's Children, I got some problems with my PC and other stuff to deal with, it really slowed me down. Also that chapter is…Let's say some parts weren't easy to write! Some people told me it was too slow, and I admit I did spend too much time over some elements. But now, things should go at a faster pace.
Edit: summary of what happened: In order to get some goods for Berk, Hiccup and his counselors decided to organize an expedition for gold led by young warriors. Belda, Astrid and Fishlegs take care of those young warriors together. At the same time, Astrid save Kalisha from three men sent to kill people around Fury and his counselors. Two of them die, but the third one is still alive, wounded, and apparently wants revenge from Eret. After that, Astrid and Fury get closer after spending some time together. Then, she is approached by Viggo, who ask her to spy Fury for him.
Hope you'll enjoy.
The cell was dark and gloomy; it was such a strange atmosphere after the day he spent with Astrid…He walked slowly in the jail, letting his footsteps echo in every cell. He knew how it could frighten prisoners. Eret was right behind him, he had been warned by Heather too, and his eyes were now those of a cold monster. When they reached the cell, they saw a man tied on a chair, diminished by the blood loss and pain. He was pale and sweaty; the bandage around his shoulder was soaked in blood. Yet they could see he was a huge man, and Astrid was really a good warrior for winning against three guys like that. Fury approached the torch from his face.
"You're all pale my poor fellow. We need to do something about it. What do you think, Eret?"
"If you think you can scare me, runt, you're wrong. I could break you in two, even in such a state."
"Well, Astrid isn't bigger than me, and you couldn't defeat her, even though you had two companions and two fine shoulders. So I doubt that." The man's jaw tightened but he lowered his eyes in shame. "I would win. Bu I won't give you the honor of dying in a fight."
Eret took the man's jaw roughly and looked at him. There was hatred in their eyes and Eret suddenly realized:
"I know you!"
"Damn right you know me! You killed my son to save your pathetic life!"
Eret turned to Hiccup: "The day you saved me from Drago, some guys tried to kill us, my Tann."
He wouldn't forget. Because not only he had met his friend, but it was also the first time he had seen Drago. "Some guards, yes, I remember."
"Not just some guards! My son was among them! And those men had a family."
"Enslaving and battling means dying. You, your son and Drago should have known that."
"You…" He was brutally cut off when Eret's sent his fist in his stomach. He then drew his knife out and put it at the corner of his lips. "Your son was nothing but a stupid brute! I don't regret killing him, I enjoyed it, in fact! You got lucky Drago chose to send you here, but you weren't good enough to do something with that luck!"
The man's eyes were burning with hatred, once Eret took away the knife, he yelled: "Oh, I wasn't chosen! I asked Drago to send me! I volunteered to drag you down!"
"Drago would have targeted me," Fury countered. "You should have attacked Astrid."
"Oh, Drago will take care of your bitch! And she won't stand a chance against him!"
This worried Hiccup. They made him talk, using his anger to manipulate him, or plain torture, but they didn't learn much, except one thing: Viggo had been the one sending them orders. The man was dragged outside; one of the guards walked ahead of them and announced everyone that the last spy would be executed. People came out of their houses, out of the tavern or of the Great Hall. They threw stones and garbage at the man who couldn't even walk by himself. He tried to sight Astrid but couldn't see her anywhere. He was thrown on his knees and Fury spoke up:
"This man, a vile spy from Drago, is to be executed. Not only he worked against us, to try to get us chained and enslaved, but he also tried to dishonor and kill a defenseless young woman. Eret, go ahead."
His friend walked to the spy who couldn't even speak anymore. One blow was enough to make his head roll on the ground. Grabbing it by the hair, Eret went back home, intending to show this to Kalisha. Hiccup decided to go and look for Astrid. He was confirmed that Drago wanted her, but what for? He wanted to kill her himself? He didn't know, but he as deeply worried.
O o O
The next day, Hiccup explained Astrid they would prepare a new expedition. He asked her to look out for Belda and Fishlegs and bring them to the Great Hall. They were at the training area already, after exchanging a few friendly words, Astrid told them why she was here.
"The chief wants to know if the trainees are ready for the fight," she explained. "An expedition will take place soon."
"I know I'm not the one in charge, but we can't tell him those kids are ready to go," murmured Fishlegs.
"Well, I don't like to say it, but you're right. Most of them aren't ready, only a few could go, and not alone," Belda assured. "I don't like to admit failures, but it's true."
"It's no failure, most of them never had training before, we can't make warriors out of them in a few days," he replied soothingly.
They reached the place and explained to Fury and most of the people here that only a few of their students would be ready. The chief didn't appear to be surprised.
"Then experienced adults will go. Those expeditions must go on, we planned to attack pirates and Outcasts, I think we'll target slaver's ship instead. Who's up to it?"
Almost everyone in the room raised their hands and battle cries were heard through the Great Hall. Fury had a satisfied smile. He raised his hand to obtain silence and the room became quieter:
"We'll go when the winds will be less violent; it should get better in the following days. In the meantime, sharpen yourselves; we have some slavers to break!"
Acclamation followed those words and then the warriors were happily talking about preparations. Astrid remained silent for most of the council, listening carefully. She went toward her fiancee, and took his arm gently:
"I would like to go as well."
A surprised expression could be read through his mask, but he nodded.
"Fine, but you'll need to learn to ride on a dragon, or at least to mount one. Quickly."
"Then we shouldn't lose time."
He smiled and brought her outside. She was surprised when he called Toothless, she would have thought he'd have other duties to attend, yet she would surely not protest.
"You'll mount behind me for a start, we'll see how you keep balance and handle heights." He got on the beast's back as if it was the most natural thing. She just stood there, not knowing what she was waiting for. "Are you sure you're ready?"
"Yeah, the sooner, the better."
She had to admit it was a bit scary. The black dragon allowed her to get on back with no problem.
"Don't be nervous, keep your back straight and watch your balance. The dragon has to feel your confidence."
"Alright," she murmured while gripping his shoulders.
Toothless extended his large wings and in what seemed like a blink, they were suddenly going up. Astrid gasped and her arms imprisoned Fury's bust in an iron-like grip. She heard him chuckle. She tried to tell him to shut up but was unable to talk as the ground was getting more and more distant. The wind seemed wilder than ever, as if it wanted to take her to the clouds. Her eyes went down to gaze upon the rooftops, and a second later it was the tree she could see from above, the fields, everything she walked through a few days ago only. Soon, she could see the top of the highest mountains. She couldn't believe it, she was really in the air, flying!
"Hey, ever wondered what it feels like to touch a cloud?"
At those words, she looked up and saw how close she was from the gigantic, white clouds. There was nothing but the sky around them.
"Oh my…"
"Ready? Go!"
Her eyes widened and she stopped breathing as they reached the cloud. She shivered when they entered it, and she was breathless to feel water. A multitude of tiny droplets of water…It felt a bit like the rain, except that it was all around her instead of falling, and it felt like minuscule feathers caressing her skin. They suddenly were in the blue sky again, and she couldn't see the island anymore, only bits of the ocean below and the clouds. Her head felt light, she leaned against Fury. Her body was shaking and shivering, but not out of nervousness. That was excitement; she could hardly get enough of that, she opened her arms, and allowed herself to feel the wind.
"How does it feel?"
"It's wonderful!...Thank you…"
They heard a shriek and saw Astrid's Nadder flying toward them. She and Toothless exchanged a few grunts. Fury laughed: "Seems like she is a bit jealous." Astrid laughed and reached to her to graze her with the tips of her fingers. The Nadder flew around them, having fun in the clouds.
She didn't know how long they stayed in the sky, but it didn't seem enough for her when they reached the ground. He smiled to her: "You did well. Next time, you could try on her back. Or I could teach you to shot arrows from a dragon's back. It's not as difficult as it seems. Did you think of a name for her?"
"Yeah…She looked like a storm when she was flying. Stormfly could be a good name for her."
He was enthusiastic at this. This definitely meant she wouldn't go back on her decision. He regretted not staying with her longer, but he had much work to do. Astrid decided to tell Fishlegs about what she experienced and almost regretted it in the end. Her friend enthusiasm and endless questions were adorable but also a bit smothering: How fast did you get? How does it feel to be in a cloud? Did you get sick? Was the dragon okay with you on his back? He asked her all that while they helped the young ones to try and insisted to go and help her to take care of Stormfly. The Nadder quickly took a liking on him.
Later that day, Astrid found an excuse to be alone and she went toward the arena, checking discretely that no one was following her. Viggo had asked her to meet this evening, at the same spot. Stormfly wasn't here, probably flying somewhere to get fishes. She checked her surrounding once more; most people were in the village at such a time. She went to the border of the trees, she wasn't sure she remembered well, was it really here…
"Here," whispered a manly voice.
She turned toward the sound and saw him coming from behind a tree. He looked everywhere to check out that no one followed her and she only waited, her arms crossed.
"I see you're alone, just as promised."
"I'm a woman of my word. I hope you and Drago are reliable as well."
"We are. So, what did you decide?"
"I'm in."
"Good…Do you swear to me that you'll be loyal? That you'll join us when we'll ask you to do so?"
"I swear on my honor."
A smirk adorned his face.
"There is something I want in exchange of what I'll do."
"Naturally; name it."
"You said Drago would help Berk to restore its glory once the war is over?" He nodded. "For that, Spitelout and Snotlout will have to get ridden of, and Drago has to promise Hooligans will remain independent and free to choose their chief. And I don't want them to get involved in that war."
"Well, if the new chief they chose accepts to be our ally, all those wishes shall be granted. Don't you want anything for yourself?"
"Yes. Kalisha survived your first attack, I almost died for her, so I want her to be spared. It's not as if she was a threat anyway. Same with Fishlegs, I don't want anyone to hurt him."
"That plan failed, attacking her again would be pointless," he assured. "As for your friend, I never wished him harm."
"Good. Maybe I'll also ask Drago to let me kill Spitelout and his son myself; I could give them to the dragon Fury offered to me."
"You accepted to have a dragon?"
"I would be disadvantaged otherwise."
"Good point. And it could really be useful to us. I must admit we aren't as good as Fury and his people to bend dragons to our will. Maybe you could tell us about the methods they use."
"I took my first flight today. They don't really bend dragons to their will, from what I understood it's about respecting the animal, but I still need to know more about it."
"Oh, I guess someone as naïve as Fury wouldn't think of hurting one of his precious reptiles."
Astrid grinned and huffed at this; the man smirked a bit.
"Insist to have him teaching you their way, even the most secret ones."
"I think that's what he intends to do anyway. Maybe he hopes to win me over like that."
"Guess he'll have a bad surprise. It doesn't sound like you hate him, though."
"I don't hate him like I hate Spitelout. But I certainly don't want to marry him, I want him out of the way," she said harshly.
"That's enough for me. What can you tell me?"
She summed up what had been said during the Council. He looked thoughtful: "Do you know who will go?"
"I don't know many people yet, Heather will I believe. Oh, Camicazi will go." She spat the name. "She insisted to go since she stayed behind when they attacked Berk."
"That doesn't surprise me, she loves fighting. Also, who is their target? Do they even have one, or will they simply attack any slave ship they can find?"
"Well, they didn't speak about it in the Great Hall. All they said is that they would prepare an expedition against slave merchants and would need volunteers."
"Try to learn more, quickly, I'm sure he has someone in mind already. Seduce him if need be, if he wants to win you over you should have no problem with that. Will he participate?"
"I think he will."
"Then, this could be an opportunity…We might end all of this sooner than I thought."
They parted soon, she explained she had to go back to the Great Hall for dinner. Once she was there, she sat at Fury's side, and they spoke of casual subjects. She allowed him to take her hand at the table and smiled to him. She also petted Toothless when they went back home. The next morning, she went to Viggo and told him they would target a man named Krogan.
O o O
Considering Astrid wasn't an experienced rider, Fury decided she would mount behind someone during the expedition. She asked to mount behind him and he saw no objection to that. Stormfly would still come however, even if Astrid wouldn't ride her, the Nadder would follow Toothless. The day before the battle, Astrid went to her dragon, making sure she would be fine for battle. She didn't plan to stay for long, but the Nadder nicely demanded to be pampered and Astrid couldn't help but yield. She was scratching the beast's head and neck, chuckling at the way the dragon reacted.
"Aren't you a bit disappointed not to ride her?" Said a voice behind her.
She turned round and saw Eret entering the arena. He had a big bag of fishes and every dragons but Stormfly surrounded him until emptied it. She smiled at him as he came at her side: "A bit. But it's better that way."
"Your first expedition on dragon's back! It will definitely be something I'm sure."
"Thank you. I'm sure it will be something as well. But what about you? Aren't you a bit disappointed to stay behind, Eret?"
"No. Beside I have a wedding to prepare...Astrid, you know you're going against slavers. Let me tell you that some things might shock you."
"I already went into battle and saw horrible things."
"I know, I know. I'm not talking about bloodshed. I'm talking about broken people. You remember those Fury showed you? They had been taken care of, the ones you'll see will be in chains, even more scared and hopeless."
"...I know I have to expect something horrible. Aren't they scared when they see dragons and their riders for the first time?"
"They are, they're also confused. A lot think it's a trap when we tell them we want to free them: they think we only want to enslave them too. And you know what's sad? They don't even try to resist, because they're too broken for that."
A sad smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes got a bit lost as if he was more into the memory than in the present.
"One day, we had a rescue like another, we took back a ship of slaves, it went fine. When we broke their chains, they looked as I said: confused, wary, broken…They didn't look like they believed us. Yet one of them came toward me, asked me: we're finally free, now? I said yes, and she gave me the most beautiful smile I ever saw. I remember those eyes full of hope and happiness. I wasn't expecting to see that right away in a slave."
"And that's how you fell in love with Kalisha?"
"It might have started there. I'm not sure when it happened exactly. But I remember I was even more stunned when I learned she had been a slave all her life. All that liveliness in her…I realized she had been submissive but she had never been truly broken, in spite of being a slave."
He stopped, a bit stunned by Astrid's thoughtful and melancholic expression. She gently said goodbye to him and Stormfly. Before he could ask her what was wrong, she was leaving. He started to feel worried for her. How would she handle everything? He returned home to his fiancee, trying to sooth his feelings. Astrid went back to her betrothed as well. Fury spent a lot of times teaching her how to ride dragons, and the rest of the day planning their attacks.
The day of the departure came as the winds were favorable. Astrid had her axe and a bow as well; she had done well during her training with Fury and she would be able to shoot arrows from the sky. She couldn't help but be amazed by this army of dragons in armors. Some ships would come with them to carry food and allow the riders and their dragons to travel without flying all the time. Astrid couldn't help but remember Berk's battle, with all those people attacking them during the night. Once again, she found Fury intimidating, with his leather attire and his Night Fury. She noticed there was more Razorwhips than usual. Her betrothed extended his hand to her. She took it and mounted behind him. Her Nadder came at her side; she had armor as well. Fishlegs came and wished Astrid a good battle; he had no dragon and wasn't part of the tribe, therefore he couldn't participate. Yet he would remain on Endris and try to learn more about dragons.
"If you wish to have a dragon, tell me once I return," Fury told the young man, surprising both Hooligan.
"Oh, that's very nice of you."
Fury just nodded and gave the signal of the departure. In a storm of wings and roars, the dragons went up in the air, ready for the fight.
O o O
Their travel wasn't as long as Astrid first believed, two days and half before finding their target. They would alternate between resting on the boat and flying, until the scouts signaled the presence of Krogan. Fury instructed the boat to stay behind while they would attack, those weren't war boats.
"Do they have dragons with them?"
"They do, more than we expected. In fact they have better defense than usual."
"But they couldn't expect us…" Someone said. Astrid felt a bit nervous at those words, but she showed nothing. Of course they did, Viggo made sure of that.
"Let's get on your dragons and encircle the ships," Fury instructed. "They became more and more careful with time, and Krogan knows how to take precautions. Defend yourself against their dragons but try to save some as well. Don't wreck their ships, the slaves and maybe the riches are on those. We'll first attack from distance and once they'll be weakened, we got on board, we slaughter them and take everything!"
They all cheered at this, raising their weapons in the air. Fury called Heather and Camicazi to lead the charge with him and Astrid. They would go first, and only them. This was a surprising command, but no one contested the chief's order.
The four of them saw a dozen of boats, and they had indeed a lot of dragons. Only a few of them had a rider, which was at least one good thing. The descended toward them and the other warriors followed after a moment. The first nets appeared to catch the four of them. They dodged and they immediately saw the nets were thrown thanks to machines. Some were made of metals, some of ropes, and they were connected to the ship thanks to a chain or a simple rope, allowing their enemies to bring their captive on board. The riders behind them saw those before they could get in reach. They didn't expect such a defense; it would be harder than they thought.
"NETS! DESTROY THE NETS FIRST!"
The nets made of ropes wouldn't be such a big problem. His warriors were used to handle those. But the ones made of metal were a bigger challenge. Krogan's reptiles shot fire at them and their own dragons retaliated. A wave of arrows followed. "Shot the nets!" Yelled Fury. "Rescue anyone taken prisoner!" "Gronkles! Razorwhips! Break the metal nets! The others have to focus on archers and dragons!" Gronkle fire was the best against metal, and Razorwhips would slice those. With some hope, that would be enough. The Endrisians managed to encircle the ships; it was soon a storm of fire, arrows and metal.
The nets managed to catch some people, but the three leaders of the battle were prompt to rescue them. It was obvious that killing was far from being Fury's priority. He wanted to help his people; Astrid helped him to free the prisoners and break any net possible. Heather, Windshear and the other Razorwhips were the most efficient; their tails were a blessing in such a battle. Endrisians shot arrows as well; Astrid wasn't stable enough to do that yet.
Suddenly, Hiccup got an idea. He ordered Toothless to grip the net and called their one Skrill. He ordered the dragon to shot the machine which sent the projectile. The beast did with deadly precision. The men controlling the machine fell down like flies. Fury cheered at this, and Toothless and the Skrill formed a deadly duo. He made a signal to the Scauldron riders to send their dragons under water. The riders jumped on other dragons' backs and allowed their Scauldron to plunge.
The Night Fury made a sharp turn to attack another net, and it was harder to keep balance. Astrid decided to act: it was the perfect moment! She did as they planned. She leaned to the side (as if she was losing balance), let herself fall and gripped Fury in fake-panicked move. He yelped and Toothless shrieked. The three of them rushed toward the ocean and Astrid released her hold on Fury. Her fall stopped, her breath was suddenly cut and she felt some pain in her torso. She had been abruptly caught by big claws and she didn't need to look up to know it was Stormfly. She watched Fury's descent; he was about to hit the water when one of Krogan's dragons took him and brought him toward the enemy's ship. Toothless was caught by a net and fell in the water, struggling while warriors were pulling it back on the ship with their prize.
She started to climb on Stormfly, and her Nadder helped her to get on her back. Astrid realized it was the first time she was alone on a dragon. She looked down, Fury was still captive when the dragon holding him suddenly released his hold and struggled to fly, disoriented and clumsy. Heather was the first one to reach her chief who was now in the water, free but struggling to keep swimming among the waves. A net was thrown at her but her Razorwhip just sliced it in half with a whip of her tail and Fury caught her paw.
Hiccup didn't get on Windshear's back; he kept hanging on her paw, and drew out his sword. They rushed toward the rope which held Toothless's metal net. Arrows were shot at him, and he received one in the shoulder. He yelped, though his armor partially protected him, he felt pain and blood oozing. It didn't stop him yet. Blood and water dripped from him, he was surrounded by dragons fighting and flames and somehow he felt very alive. Ignoring the pain, he cut the rope and plunged in the water. The coldness of the water felt like a shock after the air charged with fire. Arrows were shot at him again and he felt once more some pain but in the hip this time. Although it was painful, he went on. Toothless had been caught back by one of their Scauldron. His lungs were already starting to burn from the lack of air. Hiccup just had the time to untangle the net from Toothless before the dragon abruptly caught him and swam up to the surface. Taking a deep breath, he saw the dragons from above, fighting fire against fire, a small Ragnarok of raging fire above the churning ocean. He got on Toothless's back immediately to get into that maelstrom once more.
"Continue to target the nets!" He yelled at the tops of his burning lungs. "Gronkles! Keep targeting the nets!"
While he yelled his commands, Belda had reached Astrid who was shooting arrows from Stormfly's back. She jumped from her Scauldron to Stormfly's back while her dragon plunged under water.
"Watch him! He is the best of them all!"
Astrid could see she wasn't boasting in vain. His exceeded the other Scauldron in speed; the warriors would hardly have time to react when he would suddenly appear. He would either spit boiling water in no time or catch them in his gigantic jaw to bring them down with him. Only a last scream could be heard by the men who were drown or devoured in the deep ocean. Belda helped Astrid to ride Stormfly closer to the boats. She did her best to keep balance and drew out another arrow while the Nadder flew toward the boats. Belda's Scauldron appeared once more, right beside the man. The man drew out his axe and the dragon turned his head a bit too late.
The man's blade fell down. The Scauldron shrieked. The man yelped as well. An arrow was planted in his chest. He tried to get back the weapon he had allowed to fall because of the shock, but the Scauldron boiled him alive.
"He almost killed my dragon!"
Astrid was about to say something when she yelped in pain. She gripped Stormfly tightly and looked down. An arrow was planted in her thigh and blood was leaking. Thank the gods I'm not on foot. A wounded leg could be deadly. Then she saw it: a net rushing toward them.
"STORMFLY, FIRE!"
The net was hit and fell down in flames.
"Let's get closer! If I can get on boat…"
"RETREAT! RETREAT!"
Fury's command was repeated again and again and surprised some warriors. The chief was dodging projectiles. Just as Viggo told Astrid, the man had been ordered to target him as much as possible. People called back their dragons, still firing to avoid being hit by a projectile. She saw Heather panting but obviously healthy. They flew away, their enemies didn't try to pursue them. Yet most of the Endrisians realized they had failed.
O o O
Not letting their boats approach had been a wise decision. Those were untouched and it allowed the people to rest without having to search for a shelter. They had enough food and what was needed to heal the wounded. A lot of them said there was another spy who allowed Krogan to know they would attack. Some said Krogan had simply been careful, and his defenses hadn't been enough anyway. Thankfully the Endrisians had no loss but a good part of their warrior would have to go back on their island. Fury wouldn't. His wounds had been tended, those weren't really dangerous, though a bit painful. Astrid's leg was also taken care of, she was limping a bit but she could still walk. She walked slowly on the boat, looking for Fury, when she was suddenly caught by Heather: "What happened?!"
"What?"
"I saw how you and Fury fell, what did you do?"
"I…I lost balance and…I gripped him out of instinct."
"You lost balance! You can't be on a battle if you can't stay on your dragon's back!"
"She is certainly not the first one to fell," Belda countered, "and she also saved my dragon."
"Look, you're right, I did a mistake. I promise it won't happen again," she coldly answered.
"I hope so."
She allowed her to leave. Usually, she wouldn't have let someone talk to her that way, but this situation was different. Heather had her reasons. She smiled to Belda and left without a word. Astrid found her husband-to-be sitting by a fire, resting with other people: "How is your shoulder?"
"It's better. As for my hips, it's not a deep cut."
"You're lucky."
"I know. I have to speak to the rest of the tribe. After that, will you ride on Toothless with me? That way you'll perfect your riding skills."
She nodded. Fury gathered his people and spoke to them: "None of us were expecting so much defenses or dragons to fight. That's what made us loose. But we're still strong. They are weakened as well, they didn't even succeed to kill one of us! Do you know why is that? Because in contrary to them, who dominate through fear and enslavement of dragons and men, we fight as one! We fight together as a real tribe! We fight because we all want to! And sadly for Krogan, we aren't the kind to give up! And this time we know what to expect! We came here for something and we're going to get it! We'll break chains and slay our enemies in fire and blood!"
Cheers followed those words, discouragement lessened. Fury instructed them to rest so they would be ready soon. Once he was done, they both got on Toothless's back who was now well-rested. They flew up toward the sky, and carefully checked out that no one was around. Once they were sure no one could hear them, Astrid asked:
"So, what will happen now?"
"Well, their trap failed and I believe they have lost most of their nets. We'll have to prepare something else to get those slaves back. And I think I know how. I sent a message, we should have some help. If we win, and if I know Drago well, he might execute Krogan for his failure. And in the future, I might have a new card."
Astrid chuckled and murmured at his ear: "And being surrounded by all of you, I can't warn anyone that you'll soon retaliate, of course. Poor Viggo. After every lovely promise he made, I'm feeling almost guilty," she whispered at his ear.
Fury huffed in dark amusement.
"I must admit I don't feel so remorseful. No only he tried to corrupt you, but that fall earlier wasn't my most agreeable experience. Also, you swore on your honor, if I remember well?"
"I did. I don't like it, but there are more important things at stake than my honor."
He took her hand gently. "It will be worth it. We'll make it worth it."
They exchanged a smile while entering a big white cloud.
Here, Hiccup and Astrid are playing a dangerous game now. Also, I know Fishlegs didn't have a big role until now, but he'll have more importance soon. I hope you liked it, I hope I didn't make too many mistakes I didn't want to take too long to update.