The goblins search the dwarves, throwing away whatever they find. Oin's hearing trumpet is thrown on the floor and crushed under a foot. As the goblins try to search me, I hit their praying hands away, but they still manage to search none the less. I feel repulsed and disgusted. In sudden shock, as a goblin grabs my necklace, I try to grab it but fail. The goblin laughs and throws it amongst the weapons. I give the goblin a glare. My father gave me that necklace...It means too much to me, I've never taken it off. And now that foul creature dears to touch it and throw it like it's nothing but trash!
"What are you doing in these parts? Speak!" The Goblin King yells. None of us respond "Well then, if they will not talk, we'll make them squawk! Bring out the Mangler! Bring out the Bone Breaker! Start with the woman!" The Goblin King points at me, making me glare in disgust.
Thorin steps out "Wait."
"Well, well, well, look who it is. Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror! King under the Mountain" The Goblin King bows to Thorin "Oh, but I'm forgetting, you don't have a mountain. And you're not a king. So that makes you...nobody, really" I look over at Thorin who has anger washing through him "I know someone who would pay a pretty price for your head. Just the head, nothing attached. Perhaps you know of whom I speak, an old enemy of yours...A Pale Orc" The Goblin King says.
Thorin looks up in surprise and disbelief "Azog the Defiler was destroyed. He was slain in battle long ago."
"So, you think his defiling days are done, do you?" The Goblin King laughs then turns to a tiny goblin sitting in a basket, holding a slate "Send word to the Pale Orc. Tell him I have found his prize."
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Dozens of goblins carry massive instruments of torture on their shoulders, bringing them to the Great Goblin each chanting in excitement. I can't help my shiver at the site of the torture instruments, like nothing I have ever seen before and no doubt designed for more pain than imaginable. They don't look like much fun to me...
The Goblin King Sings as he waits "Bones will be shattered, necks will be wrung! You'll be beaten and battered; from racks, you'll be hung. You will lie down here and never be found, down in the deep of Goblin-town!" One of the Goblins goes through the weapons examining them. I smile as he picks up Thorin's sword and drops it in terror. A few other goblins see it and shout in horror and rage. The Goblin King runs to his throne "I know that sword! It is the Goblin-Cleaver, the Biter, the blade that sliced a thousand necks! Slash them! Beat them! Kill them! Kill them all! Cut off his head!"
Goblins begin to hit the dwarves and shout. A few goblins hold Thorin down, and one of them pulls out his knife, I shriek, running forward to fight them off, but get cut short as a whip makes contact with the back of my legs. I fall down gasping in pain as a burning sensation runs through my legs. I watch as the goblin goes to cut off Thorin's head, when suddenly there's an explosion of bright light, throwing many of the goblins away, including the Goblin King. When the force of the explosion has passed, most of the lights in the area have been snuffed out. I peer up as a shadow with a tall pointy hat walks up. Gandalf! The light slowly returns to the area as the goblins and the dwarves slowly look up "Take up arms. Fight. Fight!" Gandalf yells raising his sword.
Not needing to be told twice, the dwarves and I begin to fight the Goblins. I quickly grab my necklace and put it on, securing it tightly. Not wasting another second, I grab my bow, arrows and my sword.
"He wields the Foe-Hammer, the Beater, bright as daylight!" The Goblin King yells before shrieking again in fear "And she wields Atlanta, the Huntress! Destroyer of orcs!"
I smile at his nice introduction to us and begin to attack the Goblins. This sword may have been made to destroy orcs, but for today I'll make it a goblin destroyer as well. Leading the way, Gandalf begins to run down one of the many wooden pathways through the cavern, the dwarves and I following behind quickly. Along the way, we cut down more goblins, hundreds of them everywhere. We run through the suspended passageways of Goblin Town, with the hundreds of goblins following after us.
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