It's been five years since I last saw him. He was short at first and was always pathetic, but then... he changed. He rose from above us. He trained a dragon. Now I have a Nadder named Stormfly. She's like me. Strong and vigilant.

He was right. We didn't have to kill them. We never had to kill them. We only needed to find a way to coexist with them. I don't know what's happened to him. All that was left in the Great Hall was blood. 

I'm so worried about him. I know he has a Night Fury but still. What has happened to him these past five years? Where is he? Where is he going? Is he even still alive? Berk hasn't been the same since he left. Everyone's tense. Especially since something is sucking our sheep and yack, even chickens dry. It's been tough getting food even with dragons. 

I let out a breath as I zoom on Stormfly.

"C'mon girl. Let's go faster." I say.