[You shot in the general vicinity of his dragon, Dante. He's less freaked out by the monster (though it's big enough that he is in fact a little freaked out, he kind of has some past traumas relating to massive creatures). He has no idea how Dante is so calm right now because even he seems very small in comparison to a huge river monster.]
I'd rather be alive in wet leather than dead and dry! [He calls down, similarly soaked. He doesn't want to know what this is going to do to his saddle and flight apparati. His leg, also, might need to be re-oiled. They can bitch about it later.
Toothless sweeps in close, and fires off another plasma blast when Hiccup gives the cue. It hits the thing square beneath the jaw, and it rears back, roaring in pain, the spot smoking and a little singed. They wheel back out of reach, and hit it with another blast to distract it; when they get close enough, Hiccup is leaning almost out of the saddle, holding out a hand to Dante.] Come on! We're better off in the air!
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I'd rather be alive in wet leather than dead and dry! [He calls down, similarly soaked. He doesn't want to know what this is going to do to his saddle and flight apparati. His leg, also, might need to be re-oiled. They can bitch about it later.
Toothless sweeps in close, and fires off another plasma blast when Hiccup gives the cue. It hits the thing square beneath the jaw, and it rears back, roaring in pain, the spot smoking and a little singed. They wheel back out of reach, and hit it with another blast to distract it; when they get close enough, Hiccup is leaning almost out of the saddle, holding out a hand to Dante.] Come on! We're better off in the air!