[The shot catches Hiccup in the left shoulder, and the pain and force of it knocks him flat on his back.
The pain is enormous. But Hiccup's felt worse.
He killed Klaus.
It's all he can think. There is no voice questioning his actions anymore. There is no more control. There is only the anger, the sadness, the fear, and behind it all, the hope that maybe if he does this, he'll be accepted.
So he gets back up. It takes some effort, but he does it. He grips his axe more tightly. He closes the distance between him and Ples.
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The pain is enormous. But Hiccup's felt worse.
He killed Klaus.
It's all he can think. There is no voice questioning his actions anymore. There is no more control. There is only the anger, the sadness, the fear, and behind it all, the hope that maybe if he does this, he'll be accepted.
So he gets back up. It takes some effort, but he does it. He grips his axe more tightly. He closes the distance between him and Ples.
And he swings.]