第九章：在阿尔文的战争堡垒中(7)

This must not happen. 
This misery, this slavery, this must not happen in the future. 
A new world HAD to be born. 
With a sick feeling in his stomach, Hiccup recognised Dragonmarker helmets on long poles sticking triumphantly above the town. 
Poor Camicazi was in there somewhere. 
Oh please let her be all right… 
Ferocious-looking Alvinsmen Warriors hurried along the wooden walkways, shouting at each other, and lighting flares, and cooking food, and making weapons.