第四章:两只红色眼睛,悬浮在空中(7)
‘He won’t find us in here,’ wheezed Wodensfang, trying to reassure himself as much as anyone else. ‘He won’t find us… He’s hunted us before and he won’t find us now…’
But it was difficult to stay calm as the Red-Rage Rebellion struck, relentlessly terrible and unremitting. They could hear the burning and the crackling and the shrieking as the forest went up in flames again, and the wood shrivelled up like paper, and the little forest creatures screamed as they fled the inferno.
‘Camicazi…’ panted Hiccup. ‘Where is Camicazi?’ ‘Hang on, Hiccup, you’re wounded…’ Fishlegs was winding something around Hiccup’s arm. ‘Hang on…’
But Hiccup ignored him and staggered into the underground treehouse’s second room. Camicazi was not there.
Hiccup limped back through the rooms again and tried to climb the ladder up to the hole of the entrance, only to be blown back, almost like he had been punched in the face by a fist of heat. The wall of flame was so burning hot that it seared the skin, even a few feet into the room.
But it was difficult to stay calm as the Red-Rage Rebellion struck, relentlessly terrible and unremitting. They could hear the burning and the crackling and the shrieking as the forest went up in flames again, and the wood shrivelled up like paper, and the little forest creatures screamed as they fled the inferno.
‘Camicazi…’ panted Hiccup. ‘Where is Camicazi?’ ‘Hang on, Hiccup, you’re wounded…’ Fishlegs was winding something around Hiccup’s arm. ‘Hang on…’
But Hiccup ignored him and staggered into the underground treehouse’s second room. Camicazi was not there.
Hiccup limped back through the rooms again and tried to climb the ladder up to the hole of the entrance, only to be blown back, almost like he had been punched in the face by a fist of heat. The wall of flame was so burning hot that it seared the skin, even a few feet into the room.