Dragons: Race to the Edge

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This changes everything.

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- Get us out of here! - Hiccup! Get us out of here!

Isn't this exciting?

What will he choose, ladies and gentlemen?

Saving his friends or capturing his mortal enemy,

his brother?

Hmm. Disappointing, but oh, so typically Hiccup.

- Get us out of here! - Hiccup, help!

Move back from the door!

Toothless, plasma blast.

Dragon-proof bars? Oh, fascinating.

Whoever built this ship really knew what they were doing.

Whoa! Oh, you know what would be more fascinating?

- Help! - Getting us out of here!

Toothless, now!

We need more firepower. Guys, dragon calls.

No, no, no!

Why'd it have to be eels?

Come on!

Toothless!

Thanks, bud.

Uhh! Hookfang, help us! I'm important!

- Stormfly! - Barf, Belch, get your butts over here!

Toothless!

Ahh. That was great.

No!

Oh, so now you decide to show up.

- That was way too close. - Hiccup, what are we doing?

You guys go back to Berk. I'm going after Dagur.

Whatever that cylinder-looking thing is, I know one thing for sure...

it shouldn't be in his hands.

Amazing. I've never seen anything quite like this.

Me, neither. What do you suppose it is?

Don't ask ridiculous questions, Savage!

Just know this... it's mine now, all mine!

Now, what exactly is it that you do?

Tell Dagur, now. That's it.

Don't be afraid. Tell Daddy Dagur.

- Uh, Dagur? - Uhh! What now?!

- Another stupid question?! - More of an observation.

Thank you kindly.

See what you did?

You distracted me.

And now my pretty, cylindrical, mysterious object is gone.

Good for you, Hiccup! Good for you!

But I got all the gold! You hear me? All the gold!

All... the... gold!

You know, you can never have nice things around that guy.

Have you ever seen anything like this Dragon Eye before?

Dragon Eye? How do you know it's called a Dragon Eye?

- Because I named it. - Whoa, whoa.

Aren't we supposed on stuff like that?

Fine. All in favor, say "Dragon Eye".

Dragon Eye.

Just wanted to make sure we voted.

Can you open it, Gobber?

"Can I open it?"

I once opened a 500-year-old giant clam

at the bottom of the ocean with my bare hook.

Can I open it? Ha! I think it's going to be...

Huh. Aha.

Ugh. What is that?

That looks like a...

Well, that was... something, maybe.

- Gobber, maybe you shouldn't... - Trust me. I'm...

It's all right, I'm okay. I got hit with something, but now...

No, scratch that.

Yeah, I'm thinking we should probably go get Gothi.

My teeth are itching. My teeth are itchy.

She says that's a good sign. Means it's working.

Thank you, Gothi. We really appreciate this.

Huh.

Gothi, are you okay? What is it?

Gothi...

Her... Her scar... it matches the keyhole.

Yeah, and it looked like a dragon bite to me.

Oh, it is. But she doesn't like to talk about it.

She doesn't like to talk about anything.

Oh, that's why she writes in the dirt with her stick.

I thought that was just, like, her thing.

Yeah, like Snotlout being a woman repellant.

Maybe we could use the stick to itch the teeth.

- Where are you going? - After her.

We have to find out what kind of dragon made that scar.

It could be the key to opening the Dragon Eye.

Hold on. I have ways of making her talk.

Well... scribble, anyway.

It's the old bat's weakness, isn't it? Come on.

You know you can't resist Gobber's homemade yak noodle soup.

Ho ho! She downed that like a yak in a heat wave.

That makes sense, right?

Now, tell me about this bite mark.

"I was a turkey neck..."

Ow! "Teenager." Sorry.

"I had a longing to climb Glacier Island

to find pure glacial water known for its healing properties.

So, I went with two vegetables."

Ow! "Vikings." Sorry.

I'm a bit rusty.

"We had only been at the summit for a few hours,

when we were hit by a terrible snowstorm.

That's when it attacked. It was vicious."

"Relentless, and impossible to see in the white-out."

"The Snow Wraith."

"I'll never know why it didn't finish me off that day.

I left knowing only one thing...

that I never wanted to smooch that dragon again."

Smooch? Ow! "See! Never wanted to see it again."

You know, your drawing ain't what it used to be, old woman.

But your swing, strong as ever!

Gothi, a tooth from the Snow Wraith

is the key to unlocking the Dragon Eye.

You have to help us find it.

I can't say that to him. He's the Chief's son!

She says, no way she's ever going back.

And besides, Berk needs her.

It's true. She's the best healer we've got.

Well, Gobber can cover for you.

Huh? Oh, well, uh, of course I can.

I've watched Gothi work so many times,

I know this place like the back of my hand.

Uh...

You remember the viciousness of the Snow Wraith. I get that.

But you also remember how it was to be my age,

to want to explore, to need to see what else is out there.

To get answers to questions you haven't even asked yet.

This will help me do all of that.

But only... only if you help me unlock it.

Look at the size of that island.

Oh! The Book of Dragons mentions the Snow Wraith,

but doesn't have any information on it.

Can you believe this? A brand-new dragon.

It's been so long, I've forgotten what this feeling is.

Sorry. Excited about the new dragon.

You mean the dragon that single-handedly wiped out Gothi's entire search party.

That would be correct. So worth the long flight.

Speak for yourself! Your neck hair's not covered in old lady drool!

- Okay, here we are. - Oh, thank Thor.

Oh! Yak hands.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?

Uhh! Fair enough.

You know, we should bring her along more often.

Great, just great! She's got nothin'.

Someone else is wearing that bag of bones home.

She's all knees and elbows.

Can we please do something?

- My mouth is starting to freeze shut. - Don't get our hopes up.

Well, then we should work fast to find this Snow Wraith.

Because we're not leaving until we do.

Let's split up so we can cover more ground.

Good idea. Dragon call if you come across anything.

Quick, Hookfang, before she sees us!

Ah!

Hi. I was just talking about you.

Hmm. Hmm.

Okay, you got this, Gobber. Just follow the steps.

Listen, diagnose, heal.

Just like riding your first wild yak.

Ohh, you never forget that first kick.

Ahh. I'll have to heal that later.

Ahem. Okay, first sick, nasty Viking,