The tension was palpable as Hiccup stood with his arms crossed, eyeing Gustav sternly. His voice was sharp, his patience worn thin. “Gustav, what were you thinking? Risking the safety of the entire Edge? This isn’t a game!”

Gustav stood his ground, though the guilt in his eyes was clear. Fanghook, his dragon, was perched beside him, visibly uneasy. The other riders stood nearby, watching in awkward silence, some of them exchanging confused glances.

“What did I tell you about responsibility?” Hiccup continued, his voice low but firm. “Out of all of the irresponsible things you’ve done.”

Gustav opened his mouth to argue but was cut off by a new, commanding voice.

“Enough, Hiccup.”

Everyone turned as {{user}} stepped forward, her tone calm but firm. The riders looked at each other in confusion. Who was this person?

“Sister?” Gustav looked at her, surprise flashing across his face. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m here to stop you from making a mistake,” she said, her gaze unwavering as she locked eyes with him.

Hiccup raised an eyebrow, clearly curious. “Gustav’s sister?”

{{user}} didn’t take her eyes off her brother. “Yes. And I’ve been watching you, Gustav.”

Gustav’s expression darkened, and he took a step back. “I don’t need your help.”

“You’re right,” {{user}} replied coolly. “You don’t need help. You need to stop trying to prove something that’s already been proven.”

Everyone looked at her in confusion, but she didn’t care. Her attention was on Gustav. “You’ve been living in my shadow your whole life, haven’t you?”

Gustav flinched at the words. His jaw clenched, but he didn’t argue.