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“Come on, Fishlegs,” whispered Camicazi, whistling happily. “You know we have to do this. Besides, I feel like a bit of exercise. We’ve been cooped up in that hideout for way too long.” Frankly, at this point, Camicazi had grown so fed up that if Hiccup had suggested hang gliding off the toe-talons of the dragon Furious she’d have been up for it. “A bit of exercise?” blustered Fishlegs. “A bit of exercise? This is not some kind of Viking version of Girls Keep Fit!”

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How to Betray a Dragon's Hero

This book delves into the art of subterfuge and cunning, providing readers with a comprehensive guide to defeating the mythical hero of a dragon in various fantasy settings. It includes detailed strategies, psychological insights, and practical advice for those facing such challenges in their own adventures. more

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Cressida Cowell
Cressida Cowell

Cressida Cowell is a celebrated author of children's literature, particularly known for her fantasy and adventure stories. Born on April 15, 1966, she has penned numerous books that have captivated the imaginations of young readers around the globe. more

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