The King under the Mountain is dead and where are his kin that dare seek revenge ? Girion Lord of Dale is dead, and I have eaten they, eat his people like a wolf among sheep, and where are his sons' sons that dare approach me? I kill where I wish and none dare resist. I laid low the warriors of old and their like is not in the world today. Then I was but young and tender. Now I am old and strong, strong, strong. Thief in the Shadows! , My armour is like tenfold shields , my teeth are swords, my claws spears, The shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death !