"...what the Hel?" Hiccup flipped up his helm to try and make sure he wasn't seeing things. Nope, the strange flying people were still there.

Since when can humans fly?

"Why are you asking me? I'm not going to say no to the help though."

Senses returned to full, Hiccup and Toothless swung out of the way above an attacking Nazgul, Hiccup passing terrifyingly close to the fell rider. As he did so, he started feeling strangely woozy.

Meanwhile, in the deep dark recesses of the Witch-King's mind, one single thought had time to form in between him taking in his attacker's appearance and he and his mount being electrified by a rope.

Oh no, not again.