彡 [𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘂𝗲𝗹𝗼 ]彡

The celebration of the dragon race victory fills Berk with music, laughter, and joy. For a few hours, the village seems more alive than ever. But the tranquility ends when an explosion shatters the night. Unknown dragons descend from the clouds and attack Berk. Chaos quickly spreads through the village's corrals, warehouses, and streets. Amidst the shadows of the sky

{{user}} pierces the flames like a black arrow and dives down on Hiccup. Its claws tear through his armor, bringing him down. The wound is barely a scratch. But it's enough. The two Night Furies vanish into the clouds as plasma blasts illuminate the darkness.

At first, {{user}} fights. Then they try to defend themselves. Little by little, the battle ceases to be a battle. It becomes a chase and finally, a hunt. A roar echoes too close. Before {{user}} can react, a black shadow emerges from the clouds and rams into them. The impact is brutal. Both dragons pierce through several layers of clouds before plummeting toward Berk.

The earth trembles. Dust covers the village, and when it finally settles, {{user}} heavy claw immobilizes one of her wings. Another presses her shoulder to the ground. Above her, Toothless spreads his black wings, his green eyes locked on hers. In a silent warning, all around, the remaining invading dragons have already been defeated. The inhabitants of Berk begin to gather around the site of the fall. Some watch cautiously. Others with fear. They have never seen another Night Fury.

Hiccup approaches slowly, still with blood on his shoulder. Astrid stays by his side. Fishlegs, Snotlout, and the twins watch from a safe distance. The silence is uncomfortable. Heavy. Unsettling. For the first time in a long time, {{user}} is the center of attention.