The night is clear and bright as we begin our story at an island in the middle of the Parisian Archipelago. The ocean pushes and pulls its waters away from the shore as the night is slowly turning into day.

"This is Miraculous, it is 12 days north of hopeless and a few degrees south of freezing to death. It is located solidly on the meridian of misery" a narrator says as a large wave crashes into one of the two viking totems marking the entrance to the island's harbour, as well as onto the beaches below the cliffs that house the large village of vikings. Near the edge of the cliff are the livestock farms, where the village gets their non-seafood, and where the livestock is peacefully grazing in the early morning light with large windmills on top of the farmhouses of the vikings that take care of the livestock. A walking distance away from the farms lies the village of over 200 houses, sitting on top of raised plateaus and smaller cliffs, allowing each house a nice view of the ocean, with torches lighting up the paths to each plateau. Meanwhile, the Great Hall was carved into the tallest mountain peak in the village with giant oak doors closing it off to the elements with two large statues of vikings flanked the doors, while holding giant torches, with the stairs leading up to the door had fire pits lining the sides of them, while multiple bridges lead to the numerous catapults surrounding the village for protection.

"My village. In a word, strong. It has been on this island for seven generations, but every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunset. The only problems are the pests" said the narrator, while in the livestock field, two sheep are grazing next to each other, when one of them is suddenly snatched up by large claws and taken away. But the other sheep don't care and merely moved to the spot where the snatched sheep was a second ago and grazes the grass in its place.

"See where most places have mice or mosquitos..." The narrator begins, while in the village, a boy; with green eyes, messy golden yellow hair; combed away from his eyes; fair skin with a slight tan to it, and peach-pink lips, wearing a white unbuttoned leather vest to his mid-thigh, with a long-sleeved black tunic; of the same length as the vest; underneath it, cinched at his waist with an electric green sash, with blue pants and black boots with black fur lining the top of them, while on his right hand, he was wearing a thick silver band with a circular surface, surrounded by a lining and it had four pointed diamonds on each diagonal side of said lining; wakes up to a commotion just outside of a house near the livestock farms. He races downstairs and opens the door to the house, only to be greeted with the sight of a herd of sheep and their shepherd running towards his right, making him confused as to why the sheep are loose from their pen in the first place.

"We have..." The narrator continues as not a second after the shepherd was out of view, a giant Papillon Nightmare flew in front of the boy's line of sight. Shocked, the boy just stands at his door long enough for the dragon to see him and shoot fire at him. But the boy thankfully gets over his shock, runs back inside his house and closes the door as he pressed his body up against it as the flames from the dragon lick past the outside of the door. The flames creep past the cracks of the door to reach the edge of the side facing the inside of the house, just missing the boy as he calms himself down from the near-death experience.

"DRAGONS!!" Says the narrator, while outside of the boy's house, the dragon from before breathes a stream of fire into a sheep paddock where the livestock is being kept, scaring the sheep, while their shepherds try to catch them.

"Most people would leave. Not us." The narrator continues as more dragons come and snatched a few of the fleeing sheep with their claws and try to fly away with them, while the shepherds try to stop them. One even going as far as hanging onto a sheep in retreating dragons claws as it tries to fly away.

"We're Vikings. We have stubbornness issues." Says the narrator while another viking is hanging onto another dragon while pounding its face with a large war hammer as it flies into the village, before bucking him off. Meanwhile, the boy from before runs out of his burning front door and towards the commotion outside as the raid picks up

"My name is Adrien." the narrator says as the boy running away from the burning house; now revealed as Adrien; starts running towards the action, when the viking that was bucked off of the dragon, fell from the sky, and right in his path, startling him.

"Great name, I know." The narrator sarcastically says as Adrien tries to move around him on his left, but is blocked by another viking; wielding a large axe; running the way opposite of where he was going and tries to go around the other side, but the hammer belonging to the viking in front of him lands right in his path. The viking recovers, picks up his hammer and heads back into the action.

"But it's not the worst." the narrator says while the fallen viking recovered, and Adrien continues to run from the house; excitement rushing through him; as he passed under a log that two vikings were lugging on top of their shoulders.

"Parents believe that a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and kwami's." The narrator says as Adrien passed underneath the log, another viking walking with the vikings carrying the log noticed him, shock filling his features right before he bonks his head on the log, causing the vikings carrying it, to drop, and it rolled away, while the viking dropped to the ground, making Adrien turn around and wince at the mess he unintentionally made. Another viking knocked into him, while behind him, a dragon was coming towards Adrien. He turned around just before it blasted at the ground near a fleeing viking, which threw Adrien backwards from the backlash, causing him to fall onto his back on top of the soft grass

"Like our charming viking demeanour wouldn't do that." The narrator says while Adrien got his wits about him again, when the viking the dragon blasted at, crouched on top of Adrien, with his beard smouldering a bit in a few places, and an axe in hand.

"(ROAR) Morning!" The viking on top of Adrien cheerfully says, before he leaps off of Adrien, and back into the battle. Adrien soon followed in suit and starts to run to the village square via one of the many bridges connecting the numerous plateaus. While on the way, he passed by several vikings on their way to the battle, all of which told him the same thing 'get back inside'. But Adrien ignores them as he made his way to the plaza. But when he gets there, a dragon flies overhead and spews a jet of flame right in his path.

"ADRIEN!" Right before Adrien runs right into the path of the flames, a tall man; with platinum blond hair pulled into a spike at the back of his head, with a metal helmet with thick long horns; going out to the sides; sitting on top of his head, icy blue eyes with glasses in front of them, and fair skin, while he was wearing a white tunic to his ankles, cinched at his waist with a black leather belt with silver studs embedded into it, while a large belt buckle; with a dragons head engraved into it; sat right in the middle of his waist, red pants underneath his tunic, black leather armbands to he elbow, black boots with dark red fur lining them, and a dark red fur cape sat on his shoulders, held up by two large metal shoulder pads; the one on his right shoulder was engraved with a peacock, while the other was engraved with the same design as his belt buckle; pulls him away, much to his shock, and holds him up in the air by the collar of his vest. When the man caught him, Adrien winced when he addresses the crowd around him as to why Adrien was there, pointing to him while the crowd is exasperated that Adrien is out in the attack.

"What is he doing out..." said the man before he then turned to face Adrien as he hung in the air.

"What are you doing out?! Get inside!" the man said as he placed Adrien back onto the ground, and pushes him away before looking up at the sky at the raiding dragons.

"That's Gabriel the Strict, chief of the tribe." The narrator says as a dragon passes by the man's; now revealed as Chief Gabriel; field of vision.

"They say when he was a baby, he popped a dragon's head clean off of its shoulders." Says the narrator while Gabriel grabs a tipped over wagon next to him and chucks it at the fleeing dragon, disorienting it

"Do I believe it? Yes, I do." Said the narrator while Gabriel shook his shoulders and glanced at another viking next to him

"What have we got?" Gabriel asked the viking, wanting to know what species of dragons they were up against.

"Carapace Gronkles, Multimouse Natters, King Monkey Queen Bee Zipplebacks, Rena Rouge Timberjacks, Pegasus Hackatoos. Oh, and Damocles saw a Papillon Nightmare." The viking said. But right when he finished, a dragon spewed a jet of fire next to them, causing the viking to lift the shield on his arm to protect himself, but Gabriel just stands there, unbothered, looking up to the sky to see any other types of dragons, while a spark of fire landed on his shoulder pad, but he seemed unconcerned.

"Any Chat Noir Furies?" Gabriel asked as he continues to look up at the sky, with the spark lighting up half of his face, giving him an ominous vibe. The viking next to him lifted his shield to address Gabriel's question, while still keeping himself protected from random fire blasts

"None so far." Said the viking.

"Good." Said Gabriel as he swept off the spark on his shoulder pad, while still looking up at the sky as the raid got worse. Meanwhile, Adrien was running across the plaza, towards a blacksmith with adrenaline flowing through his veins.

"Hoist the torches" Adrien hears a viking say as he continues running, while the vikings in the plaza lit up the torches and used cranks to raise them into the air to help them see the dragons flying through the air and to keep them away from the food the village collected. Meanwhile, Adrien made it to the blacksmith shop, and as he went in, he passed by the blacksmith Gorilla; a close friend of Gabriel. He was very beefy and strong; much like his namesake; but with a hammer for his left arm, up to his elbow, and a peg leg replacing his right foot to his knee, with slightly combed-back black hair, with grey sideburns to the bottoms his face, with a metal helmet with thin long horns; going up to the ceiling; sitting on top of his head, blue eyes, and fair skin while he was wearing a black vest to his mid-back, a blue tunic underneath, and tucked into his black pants, black boots with dark blue fur lining them, and a black cord wrapped around his right arm, like an armband to his elbow. Adrien rushes into the shop; shedding his vest off, grabbing an apron off of a rack, and quickly tying it around his waist; while Gorilla greeted him as he was fixing a broken sword.

"Oh! Nice of you to join the party! I thought you'd been carried off" said Gorilla as he used his hammer arm to pound the red hot middle of the sword he was working on. Meanwhile, Adrien had finished tying the apron on and headed to the back of the shop where Gorilla keeps his other arm attachments; which included, a file, a pair of tongs, and a war hammer, while the rest were near Gorilla for when he needed them; all held up by hooks, with some of them empty as they were some of Gorilla's blacksmith tools.

"Who me? Come on, I'm way too muscular for their taste." Adrien said as he lifted Gorilla's spiked hammer arm attachment to the wall and put it on the lowest hook he could reach and turned to look back at the blacksmith.

"They wouldn't know what to do with all of this." Adrien said as he smirked and flexed his left bicep before he ran to open the shop to the vikings protecting the village.

"Well, they need toothpicks, don't they?" Gorilla teasingly asked as Adrien ran to the front of the shop and as he switched his hammer attachment for his tongs attachment. Meanwhile, Adrien opened up the front of the stall and started taking in the broken weapons vikings placed on the counter of the repair request window.

"The meathead with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gorilla." Says the narrator while Adrien hauls the broken weapons to the fire pit next to Gorilla to prep them for him to repair them while Gorilla continues to fix the sword he had been working on since Adrien arrived.

"I have been his apprentice since I was little. Well littler." The narrator says while Adrien made his way to the pump behind the fire pit to heat the metal of the weapons to make it easier for Gorilla to fix them. Meanwhile, at the edge of the plaza, Gabriel was now armed with a shield and a large hammer and ordering some of the vikings to help with a counterattack against the raiding dragons, while some of them were moving the sheep away from the raid's main disaster area

"Move to the lower defences. We'll counterattack with the catapults" Gabriel said, and immediately the vikings he was with started running down the path to the next plateau, with some of the vikings carrying the sheep to safer ground, while others carried their weapons and shields with them. When most of the group was halfway down the path, a dragon shot a stream of fire at a house above the path, causing it to meltdown on them as they continued down the path

"See? Old village, lots and lots of new houses" says the narrator as the flaming house just missed the group as they picked up their pace. Meanwhile, back in the plaza...

"FIRE!" A viking near the burning house shouts out, calling for help to try and save the house. At the shout of a fire, a group of teenagers come running to help, wheeling a tanker full of water and buckets hanging on pegs on the side of it. The group consisted of seven teens; three girls and four boys; all carrying a bucket of water to put out the fire. The first boy; who had short black hair with a dark red metal helmet with small grey horns sticking out from the sides on top of his head, golden eyes with glasses in front of them, dark skin, and was wearing a simple bright blue tunic, cinched at the waist with a royal blue sash belt, with dark grey pants and dark grey boots with grey fur lining the top. On his left wrist had a bracelet with a light-green stone shaped like a turtle. The string was tied in the head on one end and the tail of the other end to make the loop. The stone also had five triangle carvings and some carvings on the edge; rushed to the fire, carrying a large bucket as he went.

"Oh, that's my best friend, Nino," says the narrator while the first girl came right behind Nino. The girl; who had darker skin, hazel eyes, with glasses in front of them, a beauty mark above her eyebrow, just below her shoulder-length, wavy, dark red hair that was lighter at the tips; tied into a low ponytail at the nape of her neck to keep it away from her eyes; and was wearing a white tank top; underneath an orange button-up, vest to her waist; with a V-neck to show off the tank top underneath; cinched by a dark brown leather belt, which held up a dark orange leather skirt; with golden studs running up to the belt and back down to the edge of it; to just above her knees, blue pants, strips of dark brown leather wrapped around her arms up to her elbows like armbands, and dark brown boots with white fur lining the top of them, while she was also wearing a necklace that was a gold chain with a white-tipped orange fox tail pendant attached; ran as she carried her bucket to put out the fire.

"That's Alya," said the narrator as she ran to the fire as the second boy in the group came with his bucket. He had short curly dark brown hair in a short squared afro, brown eyes with glasses in front of them, dark brown skin, and was wearing a light brown vest to his mid-back, a simple green tunic to his waist underneath, cinched at the waist with a dark green; almost black; sash belt, with dark brown pants and dark brown boots with light brown fur lining the top. His glasses are dark brown, with rounded frames, sitting on his nose; with no framework to sit on his ears; with five tiny turquoise studs on the bottom of the right lens to add a bit of colour.

"That's Nino's cousin, Max," the narrator says as Max carried his bucket to the fire as another boy followed behind him. He looked almost exactly like Adrien, with the same green eyes, and golden yellow hair, but his was combed back; allowing it to go to his mid-neck; while he had the same fair skin with a slight tan to it, and peach-pink lips. He was wearing a black unbuttoned leather vest to his torso; with a long-sleeved white tunic to his waist, underneath it; cinched at his waist with a black leather belt, with black leather arm guards with silver studs on them, charcoal pants and black boots with black fur lining the top of them, while on his right hand, he was wearing a simple thick silver band on his ring finger; while he carried a smaller bucket compared to the others towards the fire.

"My cousin, Felix," said the narrator while Felix ran to the fire with his bucket while the second girl and fourth boy came after him, carrying the same bucket. The girl had tanned skin, ice-blue eyes, just below her shoulders-length, slightly curled, pale blond hair; tied into a ponytail with her bangs tucked behind her ears; and was wearing a white and black striped tank top; underneath a canary yellow vest to her mid-back; cinched at her waist by a silver belt; which held up a black leather skirt; with silver studs running up to the belt and back down to the edge of it; to her knees; white pants, strips of black leather wrapped around her arms up to her elbows like armbands, and white boots with black fur lining the top of them, while she was also wearing a silver bee shaped comb tucked into the right side of her hair. Meanwhile, the fourth boy had dark brown hair, with quaffed up blond tips, storm grey eyes, tanned light brown skin, while wearing a red tunic to his waist, tucked into his black pants, strips of black leather wrapped around his arms up to his elbows like armbands, a dark grey belt was wrapped around his waist, and black boots with dark grey fur lining the top, covered his feet, while a thin gold circlet with the ends curled into spirals right above the part of his eyebrows, rested on his forehead; while he and the girl fought for who got to carry the bucket; tugging it to and from each other.

"Alya's cousins, and the twins, Chloé and Kim," says the narrator while Chloé and Kim continue to fight while making their way to the fire as the final girl of the group came up behind them. She had hair as dark as the night sky; pulled into low twin pigtails; bluebell eyes, pale skin, and full pink lips, while she was dressed in a white sleeveless shirt to her waist, which was tucked into her charcoal pants, and cinched at her waist with a pink leather skirt; with silver studs running up to the top edge and back down to the bottom edge of it; to just below her knees, with a belt of silver flowers connected on a thin silver chain wrapped around her waist, with a small pouch sitting on her right hip, strips of charcoal leather was wrapped around her arms up to her elbows like arm bands, with thin silver shoulder guards; with pink metal flowers; outlined with thin black metal; on the clasps connecting them to her shirt; sitting on her shoulders, and black boots with white fur lining the top, while a pair of black stud earrings sat in her ears, while a thin black leather kransen; with silver studs embedded along it; sits on her forehead, right underneath her bangs; as she ran up to the fire with her bucket.

"And that's..." The narrator says while the last girl doused part of the fire on the house with the water in her bucket before turning around, facing the blacksmith stall in the process. But as she turned around, a dragon shot fire at the burning house, exploding the building behind her while she walked away, creating a fiery background behind the girl as she walked away from the explosion.

"Marinette." The narrator says with a dreamy tone in his voice, while Adrien stares at Marinette with amazement from the blacksmith shop, as she seemed to be slowly walking away from the explosion. A lovesick expression soon replaced his amazed look as he stares at his secret crush; who in his opinion seemed more beautiful in the light of the explosion than she did a few seconds before the building behind her erupted in flames. But then the moment was interrupted when the rest of the group came into Adrien's field of vision, all with scowls on their faces.

"Oh, their job is so much cooler." The narrator says as Marinette's group run past the blacksmith stall. Feeling ambitious, Adrien tried to sneak out through the 'receiving repair' window and go to help them. But before he could, Gorilla grabs him with his left hand; his metal tongs replacing his previous forging hammer; and lifted Adrien back into the stall and hung him in the air.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" Gorilla asked as he held Adrien up in the air, while Adrien was trying to convince him to let him out in the action.

"Oh, come on. Let me out, please. I need to make my mark" Adrien begged Gorilla as he hung from his arm attachment, but Gorilla wasn't having any of it.

"Oh you've made plenty of marks," Gorilla said as he place Adrien back onto the ground.

"ALL IN THE WRONG PLACES!" He said as he gently jabs his tongs into Adrien's chest, pushing him back into the shop, but Adrien wouldn't give up.

"Please, two minutes. I'll kill a dragon. My life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date with Marinette" Adrien said, pleadingly, and pulling the crush card on Gorilla, who was secretly a hopeless romantic. But it did little to convince the blacksmith otherwise.

"You can't lift a hammer. You can't swing an axe." Said Gorilla as he listed all of the things Adrien couldn't do to fight the raiding dragons, on his right hand while using the tongs replacing his left hand to count them.

"You can't even throw one of these" Gorilla said as he lifted a bolas from behind the counter under the 'receiving repair' window. But just when he finished, a viking that had come for a weapon, takes it, spins it around to gain momentum, and then threw it at a Carapace Gronkle, where the bolas wrapped around it, trapping its wings, and making it crash-landed in the plaza. Meanwhile, in the blacksmith shop, Adrien was still trying to convince Gorilla to let him out.

"Okay, fine," Adrien admitted, while he went to the back of the shop, towards what seemed like a covered wheelbarrow, but was actually an invention of Adrien's design. It was a catapult that could launch a bolas at any target Adrien wished to catch.

"But this will throw it for me," Adrien said as he placed his hand on top of the invention. But a second after he did, the invention went haywire, opened up to reveal the crossbow-like catapult, and shot a bolas out the 'receiving repair window', and hit an unsuspecting viking right in the middle of his forehead, knocking him out. But that further cemented Gorilla's reasons to not let Adrien out.

"See? Now this right here is what I am talking about" said Gorilla as he walked towards Adrien while he tried to defend himself.

"A mild calibration..." Adrien stammers out before Gorilla interrupted him.

"Adrien! If you ever want to get out there to fight dragons," Gorilla said as he point out the shop and towards the action while continuing to speak.

"You need to stop all... this" Gorilla said as he gestured towards Adrien, which just confused the poor boy.

"But you just pointed to all of me," Adrien said, stating the obvious, right before Gorilla continues.

"YES, THAT'S IT! Stop being all of you" Gorilla said, trying to tell Adrien to be more like all of the other vikings in the village, and less like himself.

"Ohh..." Adrien said as he caught onto what Gorilla was saying

"Oh yes," Gorilla said, confirming his previous statement, while Adrien still tried to convince him otherwise.

"You sir are playing a dangerous game." Adrien said as he pointed at Gorilla, trying to get him to let him out.

"Keeping this much raw vikingness contained?" Adrien said as he used his hands to make it seem like he was gathering something, then mushing it together as he spoke, while Gorilla just listened to him drone on with a straight face.

"THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES!"Adrien said as he raised his right pointer finger into the air before quickly putting it down while getting in Gorilla's face, hoping that it would convince him. But unfortunately, it didn't.

"I'll take my chances." Gorilla said before turning around and grabbing a sword from the 'receiving repair' window.

"Sword. Sharpen. Now" Said Gorilla before he drops the heavy weapon into Adrien's arms. After that, Adrien lugs it into a spinning grindstone.

"One day, I'll get out there." The narrator says as Adrien reaches the grindstone and placed the dull sword onto it, making sparks fly off of the metal; lighting up Adrien's face; as he held it steady. Meanwhile outside, a bunch of different species of dragons were looking around the lower plateaus of the viking village, for food or livestock.

"Because killing a dragon, is everything around here." Said the narrator as a group of Multimouse Nadders and Rena Rouge Timberjacks were corralling a flock of sheep to trap them easier, or breaking into a sheep paddock and taking one each in their mouths before trying to catch more

"A Multimouse Natter, or Rena Rouge Timberjack head is sure to get me at least noticed," The narrator says as some of the Nadders and Timberjacks flew away with their quarry. Meanwhile, below them, a Carapace Gronkle and Pegasus Hackatoo ran towards a line of drying racks, holding a plentiful amount of fish on each.

"Carapace Gronkles and Pegasus Hackatoos are tough. Taking down one of those will definitely get me Marinette as my girlfriend" the narrator says while the Carapace Gronkle flies up and grabs a rack of the dried fish and flies off, while the Pegasus Hackatoo just takes the dried fish in its mouth before flying off with the Gronkle. Meanwhile, a King Monkey Queen Bee Zippleback was right on the farmhouse on the same plateau as the other raiding dragons, with one of its heads spewing gas into the open skylight of the house.

"A King Monkey Queen Bee Zippleback?" The narrator says as the second Zippleback head opens the door to the house, and ignites the gas with its sparks, causing the house to explode, as it flew away.

"Exotic. Two heads, twice the status." The narrator says as the Zippleback flies past one of the catapults surrounding the village. And it just so happens that Gabriel was on this one as they got it ready to fire

"They found the sheep!" A viking on the catapult said as Gabriel placed his hammer on the floor above the wheel underneath the catapult to aim it, before addressing the viking that saw what happened.

"Concentrate fire over the lower bank," Gabriel said as he got behind one of the giant pegs to turn the catapult wheel, and then pushed to aim the catapult at the group of Nadders and Timberjacks going after the sheep. Once it was in position, they got ready to launch the boulders the catapult had ready

"FIRE!" A viking said. Right when he said it, another viking launched the boulders, right at the flock of retreating Nadders and Timberjacks, hitting them right smack dab in their bodies; disorienting them

"And then there's the Papillon Nightmare." The narrator says as something flies by Gabriel's field of vision, causing him to look around to see what it was.

"Only the best vikings go after those." The narrator says while below Gabriel and at the base of the catapult, purple flames suddenly ignited, lighting up the area above the base, and slowly starts to creep its way up to them, causing Gabriel to grab his hammer, look off the edge of where he was standing and see what was the source of the fire with a scowl.

"They have this nasty habit of setting themselves on fire" The narrator said, just before the Papillon Nightmare burst through the platform underneath the one Gabriel was standing on, covered in the same purple flames from before, and started climbing up towards the catapult, ready to attack.

"Reload!" Gabriel told the others, before turning to face the dragon

"I'll take care of this." Gabriel said before he starts to battle the dragon, managing to hit it twice in the face with his hammer, before it tries to bite at him.

"But the ultimate prize..." the narrator says while the dragon reeled back for another attack, but then a screeching roar filled the air, causing the dragon to run away as it got closer.

"Is the dragon that no one's ever seen." The narrator says as Gabriel looks up at the sky; slightly panicked; to find the source of the screeching roar. Meanwhile back in the village, Adrien was still sharpening the sword Gorilla gave him when the screeching roar filled the entire area, causing him to forget the sword and make his way to the front of the shop to see what was happening

"We call it the.." the narrator starts as Adrien just reached the front of the stall, while the other vikings stopped their fighting.

"CHAT NOIR FURY!" A viking said in a panic as the screeching got even louder.

"GET DOWN!" Said another viking, right before he raised his shield above his head, with the others following in suit as the screeching came to a head, just before the flaming catapult Gabriel was on, was blasted with a bullet of green fire, destroying it. A second after the shot was fired, a dragon silhouette flies right above it, offering a glimpse for the spectators in the village.

"JUMP" Gabriel shouts to the others on the catapult, jumping off himself as it starts to fall apart in a flaming mess. Meanwhile, Adrien was in awe at how powerful just one blast from the elusive dragons was and tries to get a better look at it from the shop.

"This thing never steals food, never shows itself, and..." The narrator says, right before the dragon blasted at the base of the catapult, destroying it, right before flying across it for a second before disappearing into the night sky again.

"Never misses." The narrator said when Adrien stepped backwards in awe of the dragon's power but then gets an idea.

"No one has ever killed a Chat Noir Fury. Which is why I am going to be the first." The narrator said while Adrien ran back into the shop, grabbing a set of tools and started to recalibrated his invention. He was going to get the dragon. No matter what.