The images start back up again.

As were the thoughts going through everybody else's heads.

"Why is he even going back?! The Nightfury could have easily killed you! Especially after you shot it down! And you're going back?! Oof..." That was Dagur being an overprotective brother, and Shadow hitting him in the chest and knocking the wind out of him.

"Enough of the commentary, we have already wasted enough time." She looked at everyone as she said this, daring them to say anything else.

Many nodded in agreement. Shadow's unsaid warning still hanging.

Many have the same reaction as Hiccup. Not Mala and Throk, they're used to that happening every time you look out a window.

If you were to look at Viggo and Ryker, you would see the two barely restraining from perking up at the new information

Mala and Throk look closer.

Mala and Throk glower. Sure Hiccup didn't mean to rip off the Nightfury's tailfin, but that didn't make it any better. Though Mala soon sat back in her chair, remembering that the two had flown in, meaning that Hiccup had done something that abled the Nightfury to fly again.

The dragon hunters were confused. That usually meant certain death by fireball to the face, so why hasn't the Nightfury killed Hiccup yet?

Everyone raised their eyebrows, giving the pictures a look that screamed "Really?". Though Dagur exaggerated rolling his eyes.

Mala and Throk just scoffed. Sucking up to a girl such as Astrid would do no one any favors, just make the girl annoyed. Throk would know very well, trust him on this.

"Really? You're that petty?" Viggo couldn't help but add in the jab, it just didn't make sense to him why no one wanted to be around such brilliance.

He did sit back more when he saw the glare Shadow had at his head, twirling a knife.

"You expect them to actually read?! They're Vikings they'll never read unless their life is on it! Even then they would hesitate!" Dagur yelled, looking at the images like they had somehow offended him.

Knowing Dagur, they probably did somehow. Dagur practically withered in his seat when he too saw the glare and knife from Shadow. 'Okaaaay. And shutting up now.'

Dagur throws his hand up at the images, in a "See!" like gesture, his face perfectly matching with the hand movment.

Viggo and Mala nod to themselves. At least someone is more intelligent than a slug.

Dagur snorts, knowing there is no way the twins would ever read on their own violation.

'Rude.'Is the single thought going through everyone's minds, Dagur's might have been a bit more colorful.

'What is he looking for?'Viggo wonders.

The hunters watch on in fascination, while the defenders watch on in discomfort.

Mala and Throk stare on in almost horror. The depictions getting worse and worse.

Everyone perks up, curious.

Everyone just stares on in what appears to be fascination.

The hunters look at each other, incredulous.

'That explains that hesitation.' Everyone thought, a little creeped out. The question that the group has ever since the beginning is, 'How did it all change?'