第十五章:决战骷髅之岬(6)
Now both Dragons had terrible wounds, and their green lifeblood was pouring out of them.
The Green Death gripped the Purple Death around the neck with a deadly Throatchoker Grip.
The Purple Death hugged the Green Death around the chest with a deadly Breathquencher Hug.
Neither would let go -- and the grip of a Dragon is a terrible thing. They reminded Hiccup of a picture on one of his father's shields: of two dragons forming a perfect circle as they ate one another, each with a tail in its mouth.
The Dragons thrashed around wildly in the surf, gagging and choking, with their eyes popping, their tails causing such tidal waves that the boys were soaked, even though they were scrambling away from the Headland as fast as they could.