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Topic Started: 15 Feb 2020, 10:13 (1941 Views)
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Magin's blue eyes widened in suspicion. "Really? Are you sure about that?"
He removed the dagger from his belt and moved towards Cadell threateningly.
Lucretia walked up to him and grabbed his arm. "Magin, don't," she said. "You've interrogated him enough today."
Hiccup nodded. "Your girlfriend is right. And Cadell won't lie to us, at least not after you questioned him earlier. I believe him."
Magin's olive skin turned crimson. "She's not my girlfriend," he insisted. Scowling, he reluctantly put the dagger back in his belt, pointedly ignoring Hiccup's amused smile.
Books are like dragons... if we do not believe in them, and read them, they will cease to exist.
How then will we learn the language and understand the stories of the dear dead ghosts of the past?

—Cressida Cowell, How to Fight a Dragon's Fury

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Cadell looked incredulously at Hiccup. This New Berk certainly wasn't like any other place he had been before, the chief gave people the benefit of the doubt, prisoners were not executed, not to mention the fact that the people rode dragons.

Ottar had been listening to the whole conversation. He sincerely hoped this experience would make Cadell realize that dragons were not meant to be caged. He glanced down at Venomjaw who had curled up at his feet. Suddenly the Deathgripper jumped up, turning his head to the horizon and growling menacingly. "Whoa," Ottar exclaimed, placing a hand on Venomjaw's head to sooth him, "what is it?" Venomjaw unsheathed his tusks to make himself look even more formidable.
Ottar glanced back at the jail and saw that Toothless was doing the same thing. Hiccup was kneeling beside the Night Fury, "Easy bud, easy," he was saying.
In fact, all the dragons appeared to be on edge. It seemed like there was a mass migration to the stables. And there were other dragons growling just like Toothless and Venomjaw.
Suddenly, a horn was blasted with no remorse for the Viking's ears. "Something's wrong," Hiccup murmured.
Ottar jumped onto Venomjaw's back, "C'mon" he said, patting the dragon's head. Venomjaw flapped into the air and Ottar could see ships advancing towards New Berk; no, scratch that, they had already made it to the island's edge! Armored dragons of all kinds were flying towards the village and Ottar was sure men were following on foot. He steered Venomjaw back to the ground. "Looks like Drago got sick of waiting for his spy to return," he told Hiccup.
"Oh, great," Hiccup sighed. He jumped into Toothless' saddle and took off, quickly followed by Ottar and Venomjaw.
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"What about us?" Lucretia called to Hiccup.
"You can ride on Venomjaw, if you want, and Magin can go on Toothless," he replied, briefly stopping in the air.
Magin shook his head. "No, thanks. I'd rather walk."
"Well, it's your decision, of course. What about you, Lucretia?"
"I'll ride Ottar's dragon," she said. Venomjaw went closer to the ground so that she could climb on him, and she used the spikes on his back to steady herself as she sat down. Then the Deathgripper flew off into the sky.
Magin watched until Toothless and Venomjaw were nothing more than tiny specks in the distance. He hadn't told Hiccup that he wanted to stay behind in order to ensure Cadell didn't make an escape attempt, and the others had apparently forgotten about the boy. Trying to stay quiet, he saw Drago's spy looking around, checking that there wasn't anybody nearby.
A decade ago, when he was five years old, Magin lived with his uncle, the chieftain of their tribe, who looked after him when his parents had left. Judok had taught him everything he knew about hunting and tracking, including how to move silently so that he didn't alert the prey.
With barely any sound, he walked up behind Cadell, who started running. Screaming a battle cry, Magin charged at him, wrapping his arms around the boy and knocking him to the ground. Cadell was two years older than him and he was larger, but Magin was faster and better at fighting. He removed the dagger from his belt. With one hand, he held the blade, and with the other, he pressed his fingers against Cadell's throat, trying to choke him into unconsciousness as he'd been taught when he was training to fight in the arena, but Cadell grabbed his wrists and squeezed them so that he had to let go. Magin automatically dropped his dagger and Cadell quickly seized it. He stood behind the other boy and held the blade to his throat.
"Looks like I have the control now," he taunted, his mouth parting in a cruel smile. For most of his life, Cadell had been made to do Drago's bidding. He had no power. Magin knew what it was to not have any will of his own, to be forced to obey somebody, but that didn't mean he sympathised with the boy. If he'd been able to, he would have stabbed the dagger into Cadell's neck.
Suddenly, he heard someone walking towards them. For a second, he was terrified, thinking that it was Drago, but this man didn't have the dragonskin cloak and dark dreadlocks that the "Dragon God" apparently wore. In fact, the soldier couldn't have looked any more different to Drago. He was young — probably about the same age as Cadell — with no beard, an unscarred, handsome face, a skinny physique, pale skin, eyes as blue as a winter morning, and blond hair tied back with a piece of cloth.
"What's this, then?" he asked. The soldier had the same accent as Cadell. "Did you actually capture one of the lizard-lovers?"
Cadell flicked his eyes quickly towards the mark on the back of Magin's neck. "No, he's a slave," he responded. "But he doesn't belong to any of the tribes in the Archipelago. He's from somewhere else. I think we should take him to Drago."
"Weasel," Magin snarled at Cadell. "Always trying to save your own skin."
"Shut up," the blond soldier growled. He removed the scrap of cloth from his hair and tied Magin's hands behind his back. "Should we knock him out?" he asked Cadell.
"That's probably a good idea," the boy replied. "If he gets free of those restraints, he's a skilled enough fighter to take both of us down, even without a weapon."
Magin watched as Cadell removed the dagger from his throat and aimed the handle towards him, drawing back the blade. He felt the pain as the hilt of the weapon slammed into the side of his head, then everything went dark and he knew nothing more.
Books are like dragons... if we do not believe in them, and read them, they will cease to exist.
How then will we learn the language and understand the stories of the dear dead ghosts of the past?

—Cressida Cowell, How to Fight a Dragon's Fury

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When Toothless and Venomjaw made it to the ships their riders realized at least two more ships were in the harbor since the time they had taken off. The other Riders were already at the scene blasting at the ships and dodging arrows, catapults, and nets. Hiccup urged Toothless on and the Night Fury dove right into the middle of the fight. Toothless asserted his dominance as alpha to an armored Thunderclaw who had the upper hand on a Hobblegrunt giving the Hobblegrunt enough time to make an escape. Then he plasma blasted a net that was headed straight towards Fishlegs and Meatlug.
Ottar, on the other hand, had Venomjaw refrain from the fight as he scouted out where the best place to attack would be. Under normal circumstances he would've jumped in dragons blazing like the rest of the Riders but this time he wouldn't just be putting himself at risk. He glanced back at Lucretia, "Hang on," he said as Venomjaw darted towards one of the ships that had newly arrived and had yet to be under fire. Venomjaw sprayed out a generous amount of his fiery acid onto the deck causing it to burst into flames. As they were retreating from the ship a net shot out of the smoke Ottar just caught it out of the corner of his eye, "Venomjaw!" he screeched as he desperately turned the dragon so quickly that it sent Venomjaw into an uncontrolled downward spiral. Ottar clung to Venomjaw's spikes for dear life, he turned his head around to make sure Lucretia was still on Venomjaw's back, she too was clinging to Venomjaw's spikes. The dragon unfurled his impressive wings just in time to skim the water and fly up again but as he did a catapult fired a boulder that hit the dragon's back; the shock of it sent Venomjaw falling into the sea where a net engulfed him.
It took five hunters to haul the Deathgripper and its riders up onto the deck of the ship. Ottar took in his surroundings, the ship he had attacked was still burning, this was a different one, he didn't remember seeing a ship in this position so he figured it had just arrived on the scene. A particularly tall and muscular hunter roughly grabbed Ottar by his hair, holding him down as another hunter tied his hands together and gagged him; then they did the same to Lucretia. As they did that others were muzzling Venomjaw. Venomjaw brought out his stinger and attempted to jab it into the arm of the man who had muzzled him to no avail. The man, along with two others, grabbed his tail and held it down. Ottar watched helplessly for a moment before the tall hunter snatched his arm, dragging him and Lucretia away.

Meanwhile, Hiccup and the Riders were putting up a good fight. However, they were so busy fighting they didn't notice Cadell and the blonde hunter sneaking onto the flagship with an unconscious Magin. Once Drago was alerted that Cadell was back and that they had captured three new prisoners and a dragon he was satisfied; he ordered the ships to retreat.
Toothless dodged a boulder that had been catapulted at him and was coming back around to fire at the ship it had been released from but much to Hiccup's surprise the ship was slowly turning around--all of them were!
"What are they doing?" a voice from behind asked.
Hiccup turned around to see Snotlout and Hookfang, "I'm not sure," he murmured.
"Well I say we should give them a parting gift!" Snotlout smirked as he urged Hookfang on.
Toothless flew in front of Hookfang, "No," Hiccup said firmly, "we've used up enough firepower." He then counted the dragons, all the Riders were there. Wait! Where was Ottar and Venomjaw? Hiccup's eyes widened in horrified realization, he whipped back around to look at the ships and pulled out his spyglass. There on one of the ships was a Deathgripper. "C'mon bud!" Hiccup exclaimed; Toothless dove.
"Oh so he gets to attack them on their way out?" Snotlout grumbled.
Toothless maneuvered his way through the ships until he got to the one Venomjaw was on, he flapped in place for a brief moment but in that moment a net came shooting over the side of the ship. "Whoa!" Hiccup exclaimed as he steered Toothless away from it, but then another net flew from a different ship, and another, and another! "Toothless," Hiccup cried, "dive!" Toothless splashed into the water and swam away from danger. Almost a minute later Toothless and his rider came spluttering to the surface and retreated back to the other Riders. "Ottar, Lucretia, and Vemonjaw were captured," Hiccup explained with a sigh.
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