"Dol Guldur? But the old fortress is abandoned", Gandalf said to his old friend. That fortress has been abandoned since the First Age. No power nor being would go there. "No, Gandalf. It is not. A dark power dwells in there, such as I have never felt before. It is the shadow of an ancient horror. One that can summon the spirits of the dead. I saw him, Gandalf. From out of the darkness, the Necromancer has come!", Radagast was rumbling now, and his story was already scary to the fae. The Necromancer? Now it was hurting her mind. Even if someone says his name, her conscious will not clear. "Are you sure?", Gandalf questions the wizard in cautiousness. Radagast takes a sword from his cloak and hands it to Gandalf carefully. "That is not from the world of the living", there was suddenly a howl in the distance. "Wolves? Is that a wolf?" "Wolves? No, that is not a wolf"

Suddenly, something growls from the bushes behind them, and a warg scout pounces out into the clearing and almost hit Fili. "Look out!", the fae shouted and flew straight into the charging warg, allowing her to stab it into it with the dagger. However, two more appeared and charged.