Both Dagur and Ech made it down to the desert microclimated area of the island. It was vast, they couldn't see how long the desert trailed for. Possibly miles and miles, but it wasn't a large island so it couldn't go on for very long. The desert was hot and humid... Which was normal. A great change from the cool, rocky terrain they were just upon.
The Raptortongue that showed them towards the desert followed them. Just a single dragon. It didn't seem like much of a threat itself, but Dagur sure felt intimidated by the reptile. On the other hand, Ech was calm and collected, having being used to being around both hostile and friendly dragons. "Hey... Ech? How and Why are you so calm around dragons?" Asked Dagur quietly. "Not all dragons are enemies Dagur. Some of them are quite nice and deserve respect. I don't expect you to understand Though. You kill dragons after all." Said Ech sourly. Dagur didn't say anything more to her. He continued to walk with Ech and the dragon in the desert.
After some time the desert floor become inhabited by bones. Dragon bones to be exact from all sizes. Even some as big as a Timberjack. Some of the bones still had flesh on them, decaying slowly. Did they all die by something? A viking or... a wild dragon. If a dragon did this than it has to be an extremely dangerous dragon. Oh if only Fishlegs was here, he would know. He does, after all, have uncanny knowledge about dragons. Though Ech did read the Book of Dragons and she didn't recall a dragon that could kill so many of its own species besides the Seadragonus Gigantus Maximus who Hiccup and Toothless killed long ago. "Look at all these dragon bones... Do you think a viking did this?" Dagur asked, actually somewhat terrified. Ech shook her head. A nervous chill shot through her spine. She KNEW a dragon did this, but what kind. "No... It was a dragon." Ech looked up at the Raptortongue and asked if this is why they brought them here. The dragon nodded and continued walking down the bone decorated desert "A dragon... To think that a dragon could do this. Was a group of dragons or do you think it was a single dragon?" Dagur was whispering to himself while following behind Ech. Soon the Bone Desert began filling with more and more bones. The stench of rotting flesh and blood lingered in the air. There were even some dragons who had just recently died. All their scales still intact besides the decapitated head or torn off wings...or both. Mangled bodies of dragons lay strewn everywhere on the ground. Blood seeping out of torn off limbs and other parts of the body. Even the infamous Dagur felt disgusted on what he saw. Ech herself was speechless. All this Death... All dragons, not a single human though. This island must only be dragon inhabited.
The moon rose shined down on the Bone Desert. It sparkled on the bones of the deceased while the party of three rested for a bit. Like any desert it was insanly warm during the days, but frighteningly cold at night. Thanks to Dagur however, he built a warm, cosy fire with the bones of the dead dragons. "Sheesh... It's cold." Complained the boy while sitting close to Ech. She smiled wirely and punched him lightly. "Oh quite whining. It couold be worse, we could be dead." Dagur nodded and gazed at the dragon. The dragon gazed back and breathed a freezing cold breath into the air. It felt content in the cold temperature, but wanted to be beside Ech. "Ech. May I ask a question?" Dagur said. Ech nodded, not taking her eyes off the fire. "When I first came to Berk, I was feared by you husband-" Ech gave him a confused look. "Husband?" Then she realized what he ment. "Oh Hiccup." Dagur didn't look overly surprised by her comment. "Not married are you? I didn't think so. A beautiful girl like you with a scrawny boy like Hiccup. Anyway. When I first came Hiccup was always scared of me. I came to sign a treaty with our tribes, but I wanted to sign it in dragons blood. Coincidently... They didn't have dragons blood." Ech felt breath stop. Did Dagur figure out that they were friends with the dragons now? If so... What is he going to do? "Then a dragon come upon us. A Zippleback to be exact. My excitement was at a peak! Though Stoick interfered several times, saying we should kill it together in the ring. Then when I was about to kill it... More dragons come. Coincedence? I don't think so. Is it true... Did you all make a pact with the dragons?" Dagur finished and stared at Ech who didn't say a word. Should she tell the truth? If she lied he might know. "Umm.." She wasn't quite sure what to say, she looked up at Dagur and he didn't have an angry look. He seemed interested and... concerned. "We didn't make a pact with them... We learned to train them." Dagur's eyes widened in disbelief, but deep down he believed her. "Train them... Is that possible?" Asked Dagur. Ech nodded and began to explain. "Like people, dragons have feelings, likes and dislikes. They are not all enemies or weapons of destructions. Hiccup... He trained the first dragon... the most rarest dragon of all." "NightFury" Dagur said with shock. "Yes. All of us have dragons. Fishlegs has a Gronckle, Astrid has a Deadly Nadder, Snotlout with Monstrous Nightmare, and the twins Ruff and Tuff have the Zippleback. Same one you probably tried to kill." "What about you?" Dagur asked, interested. "I have a Snaptrapper, but I also trained a Skrill on Outcast Island." Dagur nodded and felt comfortable around her... He felt... attracted to her. What Dagur said next surprised Ech. "Can you help me... train a dragon?" His voice was a low whisper. Ech's eyes widened and smiled. "Yes I will... As long as you don't use that dragon for destruction." He nodded and scooted a little closer to her. "Thank you... Ech." Dagur leaned over and was about to kiss her when a sharp, loud roar pierced the air. The trio stood up in alarm and frantically looked around. "What was that?" "The dragon responsible for this..." Said Ech
Slowly a dragon silhouette appeared into the light of the fire. It was large, about as big as Scaludran. It had a dark purple scales with blood stains on them. Its shape was that of a Wyvern, like a Monstrous Nightmare. Snout was long with long, sharp serrated teeth. The tail was long with the wings were short and curved like a crescent. Under belly scales were a light purple. Eyes were a deep maroon that are catlike like Toothless. Two long horns pointed back and there were long curved back spikes along the spine, from head to tail. "Wh-What kind of dragon is that!" Ech was shivering tremendously. She knew what kind of dragon it was... "Odin save us... It's Murderous Dragon. That dragon that lives to kill and kill..." Her voice was trembling. Dagur could sense her fear in her tone so he himself became afraid.
The Murderous dragon gave another ear piercing roar that filled the sky. The Raptortongue growled back preparing for a fight. Ech was frozen in fear. Nothing could kill a Muderous dragon except another Muderous dragon...or an Extermintor. They couldn't... Not her, not Dagur. There was no hope for them... They were going to die.