Stoick enters the arena and heads towards the cage where Hiccup and Toothless are being held. "Tonight, there will be a public execution, devils. I hope you're ready." "Dad no! You can't do this." "What did you just call me?!" "Dad..."

"You're not my son. My son isn't some half breed devil. Tonight I will kill the both of you and then all the dragons on Berk and those loyal to them will be next." "Dad...no." Stoick then turned and walked away to sharpen his axe in his house.

What are we going to do? Even at full power my blasts don't even leave a dent. They don't even heat up the bars. "I don't know bud. I don't know. Toothless, I think we might die in here. I'm scared." Hiccup, if we die, there's no one else I'd rather have die beside me. "Thank you Thurkear." Toothless holds Hiccup in his wings as they wait for night.