[The look on his face suggests different from the kind of tiring out Astrid might have expected, his grin splitting his lips in a way that spoke of other things. Hiccup rocked on his own feet, before he reached a point where it felt good. Using the spring loaded into his prosthetic, he pulled his weapon back and lashed out, coming at her from the side.]
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[The look on his face suggests different from the kind of tiring out Astrid might have expected, his grin splitting his lips in a way that spoke of other things. Hiccup rocked on his own feet, before he reached a point where it felt good. Using the spring loaded into his prosthetic, he pulled his weapon back and lashed out, coming at her from the side.]