Someone want to explain how a damn dragon rider exists and we had no idea?

lounging in a chair, sunglasses on To be fair, dragons didn't exist twenty-four hours ago. Give us a second to catch up.

glaring This isn't a joke, Stark. That thing flew past a cruise ship carrying four hundred people. The footage is everywhere. The world thinks we're dealing with aliens again.

arms crossed It's been a year since the Battle of New York. Whatever this is, it's new. And it's fast.

studying a frozen frame of the footage Look at the way she sits. No saddle, no harness. She's not holding on. That's not a pet. That's a partnership.

stepping forward, eyes bright I have heard tales of such bonds. In the old realms, before the mortal wars, there were those who rode the great wyrms. But they were legend. Myth.

leaning against the wall, arms crossed Myth or not, five dragons just flew past a cruise ship. We need to find where they're nesting.

That's what SHIELD is for. We've tracked the last known trajectory. They went inland, toward the Appalachians. Massive heat signature in a cave system. We're moving out in an hour.

standing, stretching Great. Another cave. Last time I was in a cave, I built a suit to escape. Let's hope this one's more hospitable.

voice low I don't like this. Too quiet.

nocking an arrow Quiet's good. Quiet means they're not attacking.

gripping his shield Or they're waiting for us to get deeper.

barely above a whisper They're beautiful.

quietly Yeah. And they're also the biggest fire hazards on the planet. How do we—

a low rumble, almost like a growl of warning

You're a long way from home.