In the semi-destroyed chapel, Astrid and Fishlegs witnessed Lola kissing the unconscious Absalom full on the face.

"There's no need to worry about me, Astrid; I'm all right," Lola assured her. "Trust me, there's plenty else for you to be worried about."

"Yeah, I need to catch up to speed about what's been going on the island," said Fishlegs.

"Please do; I feel like I've missed a lot," said Astrid.

"Things have only gotten worse since Hiccup's shadow has been taken," said Fishlegs. "You remember that giant in which Moria placed Hiccup's shadow in. Well, now it's destroying everything in sight."

"The same one we saw in the freezer?" Astrid asked.

"Last time I saw it, it took down the rest of the crew, and now he's searching for us," said Fishlegs.

"You two need a hurry; just let me take care of Absalom," said Lola kissing him once more.

"Thanks, Lola, I owe you one," said Astrid.

"Let's get moving," said Fishlegs.

With that, the two of them made their way towards the exit.

"All right, Absalom, let's finish the destruction that zombie started," said Lola. "We're going to knock this building down with our love!"

Astrid and Fishlegs were now running through the corridor.

"So how are we supposed to get Hiccup's shadow back from that zombie?" Astrid asked.

"Oh, we know how," said Fishlegs. "You remember that skeleton Skull? Well, he told us the zombies' weakness."

"That's something, but before we join up with the others, I want to make sure we don't leave this island empty-handed, especially after the trouble they caused," said Astrid. "Come on, the treasure chamber should be close by."

Unfortunately, when they reached the treasure chamber, they found the place of income lately looted.

"It's empty," Astrid stared. "Every scrap of gold and jewellery is gone, and I know this is the right room."

"I know it wasn't asked that looted the place," said Fishlegs. "We've been a bit more preoccupied getting our shadows and rescue in you to do anything else."

They then heard footsteps behind them and saw the Risky Brothers standing there.

"Whoa, check it out. Didn't we capture those two earlier?"

"It's them all right, but why are they here?"

"Them again?" Astrid blinked.

"We better report this."

"Run for it!"

Unfortunately, before they could take more than a few steps, Astrid grabbed them and pulled them back.

"Not so fast, you rats," she said and smiled, terrifying them to no end. "Well, your timing couldn't have been better. I've got some questions, and I thought you guys would have some answers."

Oars, meanwhile, was looking down at the Dragon Riders, laughing.

"You tiny pirates are tougher than I thought you'd be," he said and then jumped down, and when he hit the ground, the entire island shook.

"I'm tired of being thrown around so much," said Toothless. "What you say we turn the tables and throw him around for a change?"

Snotlout stared at him. "You cannot be serious."

"I can get behind that," said Ragnar. "We've let him have his fun for long enough."

"Wait a minute, how are we supposed to throw him?" Snotlout questioned. "In case you didn't notice, he's a giant."

"We noticed, and don't forget he has Hiccup's speed and finding skilled as well," Toothless reminded him.

"You know, I think he would make a terrible Pirate King," said Heather.

"He would need a super-sized boat, to begin with," said Tuffnut.

"Yeah, and this was practically falling apart because of him," Ruffnut added.

"Then we want to approach this, then?" Eret asked. "I've got a ton of plans; one of them has got to work."

"He has to have some kind of a weak point," said Chopper.

"When you're frying fish this big, you've got to scale and debone it before you put it in the pan," said Ragnar.

"Maybe it's not completely hopeless, but I'm scared," said Snotlout, not able to move.

Oars laughed. "Smashing time!"

"Here it comes," Toothless warned.

Oars then immediately jumped into the air. "Now, Dragon Stomp!"

He then landed back on the ground extending both feet downwards right in front of them, causing them to run. Fortunately, they moved just in time and avoided getting squashed underfoot.

"That wasn't one of Toothless' moves!" Snotlout yelled.

"Run!" Eret yelled.

Oars then raised his fist up into the air. "Dragon…"

"Eret, look out! He's coming right for you!" Toothless warned.

"…Hammer!" Oars roared, slamming his fist into the ground.

Eret was able to jump out of the way in time. "Man, that was close."

Toothless then plunged his sword into the stone nunchucks Eret had dropped earlier. "Eret, hope you don't mind me borrowing these things?"

"Hey, hold on! Those are my heavy nunchucks!" Eret protested. "All right, fine, but don't break them!"

Ragnar then immediately ran in front of Oars. "You better listen and listen, good big guy, because it's time to finish this. We got more important things to do than dealing with you."

Ragnar then kicked a boulder right up into the air. "Perfect size, let's do this. Heads up!"

He then kicked the boulders sending it straight at Oars, hitting him in the back of the head.

"You again," Oars growled as he turned to the tension upon Ragnar.

Toothless now managed to lift the heavy nunchucks and headed towards Oars. "Heather! I'm going to give his left arm pounding, and then I need you to put him in a submission hold!"

"Sure, you've got," Heather nodded.

"Let's do this," said Toothless as he began spinning the nunchucks.

Skull, meanwhile, had managed to sneak away and was trying to locate something on the lower floors of the mansion.

"Let's see, it must be around here somewhere," he said as he looked around.

He turned round the corner and found exactly what he was looking for, the kitchen.

"Found it, the kitchen," he said as he limped towards the door.

As he opened the doors, he poked his head inside. "Is anyone there? If there is giving you fair warning, I'm letting myself in."

When he stepped inside, he found the place completely deserted and ransacked.

"My goodness, it looks like a hurricane came through here," he said as he began looking around. "Regardless, they should still have with I'm looking for."

This would then hit something, and he looked down to discover a bottle of milk.

"Is that… no, it couldn't be… milk!?" he cried joyously. "I could never have wished to stumble upon a more fortuitous bounty. Finger bones cross that it hasn't expired yet."

He looked at the best sell-by date and discovered that it had just reached it. "Damn, what bad luck. On the other hand, it has just expired, so it might just work, and I can't be choosy."

He then gulped down the bottle until he emptied it, and then he suddenly felt energised.

"I feel it! The power pulsing seen through me!" he cried. "The calcium is rejuvenating all my internal organs, which is odd because I don't have any. Regardless, I am refreshed!"

She then calmed himself down, remembering that he had another mission. "Calm yourself, Skull, don't get too worked up. You still have a very important job to do. Now I need to find what I actually come here for."

He began looking around, but it looked as if someone had taken every scrap piece of food from the kitchen. Then he saw a door with a large chain barring it.

"That door is far too obvious," he said and rushed towards it, looking through the small window.

He then drew his sword and cut the chains, and opened it. He then saw back in the middle of the room and immediately examined it.

"Found it," he said as he pulled out a handful of salt. 'Makes you wonder whether even keep this stuff.'

The main reason why the kitchen had been emptied was because Perona had all the remaining zombies take all the food to the Night Fury along with anything else that was valuable on the island.

"Mistress Perona!" said a zombie.

"What's up?" she asked.

"The refrigerator is packed to the hilt; it almost overflowing."

"There's plenty of room left in the pantry, right? Just use that!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

"And hurry up with the treasure!" Perona ordered the rest of the zombies. "There had better not be one single jewel left behind!"

"Yes, ma'am."

The Dragon Riders were still battling against Oars in there, about to make the big move. The twins were currently running around distracting Oars.

"Just try and hit us!" Tuffnut yelled.

"I bet you can't even hit the single fly!" Ruffnut jeered.

"I'm going to squishy you!" Oars roared, raising his fist. "Now, Dragon…"

"Not on my watch," said Ragnar as he pulled out his pistols. "But he how you like my Triple Oil Shot."

Ragnar then fired his pistol in quick succession, firing three bullets at Oars hand, which he was using to position himself. The moment it struck his hand, the bullet unleashed a large amount of oil, causing him to slip and lose balance.

"Snotlout, give me a post, will you?" Toothless yelled, still swinging the stone nunchucks.

"What? While you're ploughing those things?" said Snotlout incredulously.

"Well, if you're not man enough," said Toothless as he jumped into the air.

"I'll show you!" Snotlout growled as he cupped his hands together.

Toothless then placed his foot into his hand, and with all his strength, Snotlout launched him up into the air.

"Snot Catapult!" he yelled.

Toothless was now heading straight towards Oars' left arm, which was his dominant arm. "Great Shot, Slam!"

Then with all his strength, he slammed the nunchucks right into Oars' left arm, causing him to lose balance still.

"Now Hundred Flowers…" said Heather, and suddenly sprouting from Oars' back were a hundred arms that rose up into the end in the form of the giant tree. "…Big Tree!"

"What the? What is that?" Oars stared.

Heather then had the tree wrap itself around Oars' left arm. "…And Clutch!"

She then placed Oars' arm into a submission hold, nearly causing him to topple over. He was already unbalanced before, but now it took everything he could not to fall over.

"I can't stand like this! I'm going to fall!" Oars roared.

Eret and Chopper then made their move. Chopper was carrying a lot of planks, and Eret was hammering away, creating a staircase out of them, bringing them up towards Oars' face.

"Keep those plants coming, bro!" Eret yelled. "Behold the might of my super midair stair building! The Eret Skywalk! It'll get us to the top, but it won't hold much longer!"

He wasn't joking as the staircase was barely holding together, and it looked as if it was going to fall apart any second.

"We've got to make this snappy, Chopper!" said Eret.

"Right!" Chopper nodded.

The two of them then jumped just as the staircase fell apart.

"Super Cloven Heavy Gong!" they yelled, punching Oars in the jaw with all their strength.

They struck them so hard that he nearly lost consciousness.

"Doesn't matter how big you are; the weak point of a body never changes," said Chopper. "One crack of the jaw and the brain goes spinning."

Snotlout then stepped up to the plate cracking his knuckles. "You're looking a little dizzy, and you've only got one leg holding you up. You're going down, Hiccup Monster."

Snotlout then quickly launched himself directly at Oars' right foot. "Iron Hammer Catapult!"

Snotlout then punched Oars' foot with all his strength, and he used all his remaining strength, trying to stay upright.

Snotlout put even more strength into his attack. "Fall, damn you!"

Oars then lost his footing and began falling face-first.

"Your faces about to be introduced to the ground," Toothless smiled.

"Come on, fall down," said Eret.

Oars fell down all right, landing face first on the ground and colliding with what remained of the mansion as well as demolishing what was left of the bridge.

"We did it!" Snotlout cheered. "There's no stopping the power of the Dragon Riders!"

"Damn straight!" said Chopper. "How does that dirt taste, jerk?"

"Slow start, but score one," Ragnar smirked.

The zombies in the forest both heard and saw the impact, but they had no idea what was going on on the other side of the mansion. The only thing they knew was Oars' legs were dangling directly over the mansion.

"Whoa, you see that? What in the world is happening over there?"

"This is nuts; the mansion is crumbling. It's almost all gone."

"Why is he flipping around like that? Is it a circus act?"

"I know it sounds stupid, but you think somebody could have taken him down?"

"Yeah, you're right; that does sound stupid. A thousand-man army couldn't put a scratch on a guy."

"Yeah, but still, why would he be lying there like that?"

Oars groaned in pain. "Ow! Ow! Ow! This really hurts."

The Dragon Riders immediately took positions around him, they knew that this was only the start and it was going to be a hard fight.

"Stupid little bunch of sea slugs," Oars growled. "Now you really pissed me off! I'm going to grind you down into pirate paste!"

Perona had seen the commotion and was shocked. "Impossible. Can Oars really be losing to them? Well, whatever…"

Perona had no intention of staying, no matter the outcome. 'I paid my dues; I've given Moria a large enough chunk of my life. There's no way in hell that I'm sticking around in danger of losing all of it.'

She then made her way back to the ship. "Move it, you worthless meat bags! We've got to get out of here before the whole island goes down!"

"Yes, ma'am!" said the zombies.

"You heard her; get everything off the dock and onto this ship pronto!"

"Aye, aye!"

The zombies then continued to load the ship, but that was when two zombies carrying a heavy crate came face-to-face with a large muscular man clutching a Bible in his hand.

"Who the hell is this guy? Don't look like no zombie."

"What are you doing on this ship?"

"Looking down at us doing all the work, that bastard is as big as a bear."

"A bear, huh?" said the stranger. "You're more astute than I would have expected."

He then began to step towards them, and they immediately felt terrified.

"Now tell me, where can I find your master Moria?"