"Do you smell it? The scent of fear? I remember your father reeked of it, Thorin son of Thrain", Azog taunted as he looked upon Thorin. "It cannot be", the dwarven Prince was softly astonished. "That one is mine. Kill the others!", the wargs continued to jump up to catch the dwarves as they hung off the trees. "Drink their blood!", Maleficent was just in mid-flight to swing back around until she was forced to stop when seeing her godsons dangle on the tree, holding on for dear life.