Hiccup immediately tied up the extra flaps (which were his ’wings’) and straightened the moment he noticed the man approaching- feet crunching in the grainy sand. He extended his sword again, the warning clear but Drago wasn’t compelled to stop. He continued to approach while drawing the hatchling out before him. Hiccup’s gaze was hot with hatred. He wished he was in disbelief but these were acts of cruelty that the man in front of him was fully capable of without any regret. With that inhuman smile of his- Drago flung the hatchling away across the beach and successfully distracted Hiccup who only barely managed to block a strike when Drago brought out his own weapon. Steel clashed and his arms shuddered, he had to pull back.

It was at that moment Toothless had shrieked but whether it was for the close call on his part or his hatchling being mistreated- he could not be sure. He was sure that if Aurora had seen she would not have attacked again and instead probably would be pushed to attack the man despite the trance she was in. That was her baby BUT she had been facing the wrong way to see and kept on blocking Toothless even as he reared up, showing all his teeth. They continued to struggle on the beach but even as sand was kicked up every which way- claws groping and teeth tearing at scales as wings thrashed- Hiccup had his own fight to focus on.

“I had always intended to kill you boy,” Drago pressed his point with another strike and Hiccup retreated a step as he blocked it. “But Stoick got in the way.” The man was ruthless, his strikes without reason. Hiccup kept guarding- waiting for an opening to return a blow. “I should have killed him a LONG time ago!” But this was not just a physical assualt and his teeth gashed together, pain of a lost love one still too fresh as it was torn open again. And Drago laughed as he never had any right to. "and now..."

Once more Hiccup blocked but he misplaced his footing and his metal prosthetic got caught up in a few of the rocks and unable to retreat he was thrust down by a hard kick. "He can't save you this time." He hit the ground with a grunt, sword jarred from his grip. He tried to recover from this but Drago stepped down on his leg and rose his own sword and even as Hiccup groped backwards for his weapon and Toothless howled out for him- he didn’t think he’d make it.