Astrid huffs, annoyed, as the twins stuff their faces. Dagur had offered them his hospitality and the twins were taking full advantage of it. As she watches them, she slowly grows more irritated.  But that's not the reason why Astrid's patience is running thin; Dagur had told them to wait in the Mead Hall as he takes care of some last minute things; he would then come back to tell them about what he knows. But Dagur hasn't come back yet and Astrid can't help but start to feel anxious.

Tired of waiting around, Astrid stands up from the table and starts towards the doors, ignoring the surprised yelps of the others. She hears the others stand from the table and hurrying to catch up to her.

"Wha-what are you-? Astrid where are you going?" Fishlegs asks, putting his hand on Astrid's shoulder to stop her.

Astrid whirls around and slaps Fishleg's hand off her shoulder, but she doesn't snap at him. Astrid takes a breath and looks at her friends, "I don't want to just sit here for hours waiting for Dagur to come back. He knows something about the assassin, something that might end up with a war between the tribes. So I'm going to go find him, with or without you guys." She pauses and stares at the others, waiting for some sort of response.

They don't say anything for a moment, but Fishlegs is the first to speak, "Fine. I have a bad feeling just sitting around here."

Snotlout rolls his eyes. "You always get a "bad feeling". Lighten up Fishface, he did say that there were some last minute things he had to do. He probably wanted to get air."

Tuffnut's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Why would he have to go outside for air when there is plenty of air in here?"

"Bro, you may have those rare moments of brilliance, but this is not one of them," Ruffnut says, exasperated.

"Are you guys going to come with me or not?" Astrid asks impatiently. When she sees them all nod, Astrid turns back around and walks out the doors. She hears the others following close behind her as they walk down the stairs.

The sun has already set while they were waiting for Dagur to come back, so Astrid grabs a lantern from Stormfly's saddle pouch. Stormfly coos at her rider and Astrid scratches her. When they arrived at Berserker island, Dagur said that their dragons are free to roam, trusting that they won't cause any damage. He did, however, mention that the twins will need to be supervised. Dagur isn't stupid; he knows that the moment the twins are alone, something is going to be blown up.

Astrid never fought him on it, knowing full well what the twins are capable of in a short period time of being around anything that explodes. Or something that doesn't explode.

They don't make it far before they spot Dagur, already making his way towards them. Through the dark and limited light that the lantern provides, Astrid notices that Dagur looks troubled. Glancing back towards the others, she makes her way over to Dagur. He looks up when the light from the lantern comes into his line of sight.

Dagur masks his troubled expression into something more peaceful and calm. But Astrid can see the conflict swimming in his eyes. Astrid knows that something happened, but she can't decide on what it could be that would trouble Dagur so much.

When Dagur reaches the group, he puts a smile on his face that Astrid instantly sees through. She narrows her eyes at him and Dagur catches her assessing gaze. He falters for a moment, but he collects himself just as quickly.

"Hello friends, I was just on my way back to you. But you didn't need to come looking for me. Everything's okay," Dagur says, trying to sound reassuring, but fails. He is usually very good about not wearing his emotions on his sleeve, but something definitely happened for him to fail at it now.

"Dagur, you don't need to lie. We all can tell that something happened." Astrid tries to keep an open expression, hoping that Dagur will tell them what had happened, but it doesn't seem to work as he essentially closes himself off.

"No, this is something I must deal with by myself for the time being. I'm sorry that I asked you guys to come all this way, but something did come up. And I can't tell you what it is, for all your safety," Dagur pauses and looks at Snotlout. "Even Snothat."

"Snohat" splutters indignantly; he then huffs and crosses his arms in irritation.

Ignoring Snotlout, Astrid glares at Dagur. "So what, you aren't going to tell us what you know of the assassin? You're just going to let us leave without us knowing anything that could potentially stop him?" Dagur doesn't say anything so Astrid continues on, "And we don't need you to protect us. We aren't some dumb 15-year-olds anymore! We can handle tough situations! So why don't you man up and tell us what it is that you needed to tell us."

Dagur doesn't give in to her anger. Instead, he looks at them with guilt in his eyes. "I'm sorry, but I can't tell you." And with that, Dagur walks past them, making his way back to the Mead Hall. Astrid is about to go after him but Ruffnut puts a hand on her shoulder, yet again stopping Astrid.

They all watch Dagur as he walks into the Mead Hall, the doors slamming shut behind him.

"Come on," Snotlout says, interrupting the thick silence hanging in the air, "Let's go find a place to sleep."

Astrid sighs, shoulders falling in defeat. "Fine. Let's go."

However, before they can do anything, someone hiding in the dark of the night shoots tranquilizer darts at all five of them. Startled, Astrid grabs at her neck, pulling out the dart. The others do the same, looking at each other in alarm.

Astrid desperately tries to find the source of where the dart came from, but black spots quickly envelop her vision. She stumbles, falling to her knees.

The last thing she before she loses consciousness is two pairs of feet walking towards them.

Then everything fades away.