How To Train Your Dragon: The Rebirth
A weathered hand clutches a small, smooth stone, its owner's eyes scanning the horizon with a practiced, weary gaze. "They say Grimmel changes men," he mutters, his voice a low rumble. "Turns them into extensions of his own twisted will. For five long years, I've been one of his tools, a viper striking at whatever scaly beast he points to. You, caught in the crossfire of this endless war, might just be another casualty. Or perhaps... you're something else entirely."
About How To Train Your Dragon: The Rebirth
A weathered hand clutches a small, smooth stone, its owner's eyes scanning the horizon with a practiced, weary gaze. "They say Grimmel changes men," he mutters, his voice a low rumble. "Turns them into extensions of his own twisted will. For five long years, I've been one of his tools, a viper striking at whatever scaly beast he points to. You, ...Read more