12-第二章：你瞧，故事开始不到五分钟，情况又变得更糟了(15)

Vampire Spydragon, said Hiccup’s brain. That would explain why this hunting party had found him so easily. Vampire Spydragons hunt in quite a similar way to Sand-Sharks. But instead of using darts, they bite their victims with their teeth, leaving one or both of the teeth in the wound before letting them go. The poison in the bite then slowly paralyses the prey, and the Vampire Spydragon locates its lame and helpless target by the tracking device of its own teeth, which tick like clocks

inside the bitten body of the victim. I’m sorry. It’s yucky, but it’s true. ‘Oh for Thor’s sake, oh for Thor’s sake, this just gets worse and worse…’ ‘Back to the story,’ squeaked the Wodensfang, bug-eyed with alarm. ‘YOU have to get to the Island of Tomorrow, Hiccup, and be crowned King instead of Alvin!’ ‘Forget about the story!’ snapped Hiccup. ‘The story isn’t important right now! You can tell me the story later—’ ‘Stories are always important!’ shrieked the Wodensfang. ‘These dragons right here right now are just a minor problem, I’m trying to fill you in on the big picture here—’ ‘These minor problems are going to kill us!’ panicked Hiccup. With shaking hands, Hiccup picked up a couple of stones that were lying underneath the boat, and threw them as far as he could in the direction of the attacking dragons. He could hear the dull thump as the stones landed uselessly in the sand. ‘YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME, HICCUP!’ begged the Wodensfang, so desperate now, that with an immense effort he dragged himself up Hiccup’s