I run toward the ship. My breath is quickening. My muscles hurt from how fast I run. I bite my tongue. I can't focus on the chaos of everything, though it is really difficult. I feel like I'm in a storm. I'm dodging Hunters, Dragons, and aliens. It's definitely a lot. One Speed Stinger trips me. I fall back.
I dodge its tail. I grab it and I throw it to the side. I'm not ready to kill a dragon. I've never been ready to kill a dragon. I didn't kill Toothless the first time I met him. I didn't kill Hookfang either. I didn't kill any dragon. I couldn't. I can't now. It doesn't matter anyway.
The speed stinger gets up quickly. I draw back. I turn and see heat signatures in the shape of a Changewing. I dodge its acid. It looks like alien blood. It roars and charges. If it's cloaked, I can't see it. I can only see heat signatures which is kind of useful here. I then feel the ground rumble. Agron catches me from falling. Where'd he come from?
We all look down. I recognize the rumbling. I recognize the force of the rumbling. Oh-no. A dragon bursts out of the ice. Why is it here? It's covered in spines and with red bold eyes.
"The Screaming Death." I mutter.
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