His eyes have never gone wider. He looked at the axe. He looked up at her, just standing there, waiting.

"I am going to die."

Hiccup fell backwards onto his butt, fortunately far enough not to get speared by the axe embedded in the ground. Then he scrambled to his feet, pale and horrified.

"'Scuse, me, Sifu, gotta run for my life now."

Look, there he goes, off into the underbrush. Yes, he was valiantly running away, even though he was practically busting his gut to do it.