Thorin gave a slight nod back, and had been prepared to order the others to fight their way out, but the goblin king's ranting wasn't finished, and what he said next caught the dwarven prince off guard.
"I know someone, that would pay a pretty price for your head." he wheezed loudly with laughter, and many of the other goblins joined in. "Just the head, nothing attached! Perhaps you know who I speak of, a Pale Orc. Astride a White Warg."
"Azog the Defiler was destroyed!" Thorin hissed in disbelief.
"So you think his Defiling days are done, do you?" sneered the goblin king, turning to one of his messengers. "Send word to the Pale Orc, tell him I have found his prize."
"Serena, Bane...do something..." Fili hissed, not sure they could get out of this on their own.