"No. Not dangerous. But sad", Maleficent said slowly in a sorrow-filled voice. "The trees grow tall, but something angers them. I don't know what, but I can feel that a strange malice is corrupting the land", she forebodes mildly in a wise voice. "What of you? Can you feel the malice that took that mountain? The fire that grows within? The creature that hoards its greatest treasure?", she asked him while her green-yellow eyes turned amber from the fire. 

"And so I though too. But Radagast has seen…" "Do not speak to me of Radagast the Brown. He’s a foolish fellow", Saruman spat in anger. "Well, he’s odd, I grant you. He lives a solitary life" "It’s not that. It’s his excessive consumption of mushrooms. They’ve addled his brain, and yellowed his teeth. I warned him. It is unbefitting one of the Istari wandering the wood…", the white wizard trailed off in disgust.