第三十章：黑心监狱之战(13)
Oh dear, what did he look like? It was all such a long time ago. But I think he looked a little more… … grown-up.
‘Thank you,’ said Hiccup to Valhallarama. ‘You have nothing to thank me for,’ said Valhallarama. ‘I am your mother. Oh and Hiccup…’ ‘Yes, Mother?’ ‘Don’t be too hard on yourself, Hiccup,’ said Valhallarama, and perhaps her smile was slightly sad now, ‘if things do not turn out well in the end. I have learnt the hard way that Heroes can only do their best…
’ Hiccup climbed on to the Deadly Shadow dragon. ‘Camicazi! Fishlegs! COME ON!’ he shouted down. ‘Are we coming too?’ asked Camicazi. ‘Of course you’re coming,’ said Hiccup. ‘I can’t be an Outcast on my own again. Besides, the Deadly Shadow isn’t mine, it belongs to Fishlegs.’
There was one more thing to do. Hiccup steered the Deadly Shadow above the head of King Alvin, fleeing as fast as he could, step TAP, step TAP, step TAP, through the battlefield towards the fleet. Over Alvin’s shoulder, bump bump bump, he carried the long poles of the Librarian’s Heart-Slicers holding the two little dragons, the Wodensfang and Toothless, who were peering out, terrified, from the nets. The Deadly Shadow hovered, perfectly camouflaged, above.
‘Thank you,’ said Hiccup to Valhallarama. ‘You have nothing to thank me for,’ said Valhallarama. ‘I am your mother. Oh and Hiccup…’ ‘Yes, Mother?’ ‘Don’t be too hard on yourself, Hiccup,’ said Valhallarama, and perhaps her smile was slightly sad now, ‘if things do not turn out well in the end. I have learnt the hard way that Heroes can only do their best…
’ Hiccup climbed on to the Deadly Shadow dragon. ‘Camicazi! Fishlegs! COME ON!’ he shouted down. ‘Are we coming too?’ asked Camicazi. ‘Of course you’re coming,’ said Hiccup. ‘I can’t be an Outcast on my own again. Besides, the Deadly Shadow isn’t mine, it belongs to Fishlegs.’
There was one more thing to do. Hiccup steered the Deadly Shadow above the head of King Alvin, fleeing as fast as he could, step TAP, step TAP, step TAP, through the battlefield towards the fleet. Over Alvin’s shoulder, bump bump bump, he carried the long poles of the Librarian’s Heart-Slicers holding the two little dragons, the Wodensfang and Toothless, who were peering out, terrified, from the nets. The Deadly Shadow hovered, perfectly camouflaged, above.
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