Now that everyone has processed the last scene they are eager to keep watching.

Everyone rolls their eyes, and Dagur scoffs. As if those teens would willingly work with Hiccup. With the exception of Fishlegs, he's alright.

"But Hiccup wouldn't know how to throw a bucket. He's never been on fire brigade duty only working in the forge, which has never required throwing a bucket of water." Says Dagur, surprisingly reasonably.

Everyone blinks for a few moments before paling, eyes going back to the images that Dagur was already staring intently upon.

"How? You never told them how! And all it takes is one spark and that whole arena goes Boom!" Dagur said yet again.

The Grimborn Brothers are nodding in agreement, even the Defenders. You can't learn how to deal and live with dragons without also knowing how to take care of one if a dragon goes on a rampage.

Ryker rests his head in his hands, this is going to go terribly and he already knows it. Not many know it but Ryker usually oversees training which is why he gets so worked up about the poor training they're doing.

No one calls him out on telling the informer to stop, Hiccup was clearly nervous and everyone could agree that Fishlegs was not helping in the slightest. It didn't help them to know what the dragon could kill them with when the teens didn't know how to deal with it.

The watchers tense. Shadow for a different reason than the others, anticipation building.

Dagur snorts breaking the tension.

Mala glares, someone in the room smacks their face, and Shadow's shoulders were ever so slightly shaking.

More smacks to the face were heard and groans. Mala's glare deepened and Shadow finally let out a few chuckles.

Everyone stills again. Dagur is staring intently at the screen.

No one laughs. Well, Shadow giggled silently.

Everyone tenses.

'No shit sherlock.' Thought Shadow dryly

"Why isn't he doing anything!?" Ryker finally says frustrated.

To him, it was obvious that things were about to go to dragon dung. Hiccup as mentioned before had never been on fire brigade duty, so had never been taught how to properly throw a bucket of water that high.

Ryker just groaned.

Ryker just groans louder putting his head in his hands. Viggo looks at him in understanding. Ryker is actually a very good instructor for combat, Viggo has seen him do it a few times, he looks over the main instructors to make sure they give the children the best possible training so they're ready when it comes time for them to join. Viggo has actually seen Ryker cuss out and yell at an instructor when the instructor showed favoritism and kept putting his least favorite in impossible-to-accomplish situations and tasks.

Let's just say that instructor won't ever be seen around the tribe again anytime soon, or ever. Ryker postponed a scheduled dragon hunt to get the group of children caught up and then find another instructor that will actually teach everyone and treat the children equally. It did a load of good and the tribe that was previously wary of Ryker with his intimidating nature warmed up to him real quick. Some women had even asked Ryker to give their babe his blessing and good fortune, which included holding the babes and kissing their heads. Ryker couldn't say no and it's something Viggo teases him relentlessly about when at their tribe. Yes, their tribe. They're brothers and have stuck with each other through thick and thin, they co-chief the tribe. Ryker handles all military and combat respectively, which includes training of initiates and partly strategy as well as ammunition and boats for hunting or war. Viggo deals with politics and the economy, trades, jobs, alliances, money, and strategy. When it comes to alliances, money, trades, and strategy Ryker helps Viggo and offers a new perspective.

While Ryker may not know enough to see hidden meanings behind words, he does know which places offer better military support. He knows a tribe's military numbers, their territory and how it could be used to our advantage even if that advantage is saving extra days' worth of boating, a tribe's allies and how they are, and what resources a tribe has. While Viggo can do all of that, Ryker knows militia like no one else and can also point out how tribes can use our territory to either weaken us, other allies, or to help support our enemies as well as point out some other benefits certain territories have from a military perspective.

Ryker's eyes widen his mouth drops in shock, he looks stunned for some moments before it's replaced by fury. "What the hell kind of instructor are ye! Cower'en behind some metal bars! You have children out there! In extreme danger! And ye just gunna stay there!?" Was bellowed out.

No one moved, eyes wide staring at Ryker like a rabbit would a wolf. No one had ever, ever seen Ryker this angry except for Viggo, and even then it was few and far between. Ryker looked like a furious titan wing dragon, fire blazing in his eyes, imaginary smoke coming out of his nostrils with how deep he was breathing, every muscle taut and ready to strike, him looming over everyone else, him jumping out of his seat. Ryker's accent was more pronounced in his fury, words seeming to slur together yet crystal clear only served to increase the intimidating figure in front of everyone. Even Viggo sat rigidly still, eyes looking at Ryker but not meeting his eyes.

Ryker stops looking so furious, looking at the screen intently.

Now everyone was in curious awe. 'How was he doing tha-'

"Are you telling me we could have initiates put a dead eel under their vests and armor or in a pouch of some kind to keep dragons from hurting them in training? All this time?" Ryker said, slowly.

The watchers aren't much better. 'That was brill-'

Dagur snorts. Of course, Hiccup would be awkward at the newly found attention.

Most of the watchers raise their eyebrows that only Astrid was suspicious.