[h3]Smaug[/h3]

His bite had no affect as Smaug recoils his neck, looking down upon his adversary. He growls when Jasik insults him, but realizes that his power levels had indeed swelled back up. His eye follows the elf carefully as he bounces on top of a pile of gold. Then it was revealed that he was also part of... The Ghosts. Now this caught his attention.

"A Ghost you say?" Smaug replies with a toothy sneer and a lick of his chops, "It has been a looooooooong time since I have heard that name. Once, you were a respected group, one with powerful dragons. LIVE dragons... But then, your souls became corrupted as you thirsted for power over one another and killed most of yourselves in the process. What a shame. My old army had encountered several of your kind during the War and despite being powerful as they were, they could not stand up to the might of my troops. And you call this measly elf to be your conquerer? [b]HA![/b] I pity you fools. If there is anyone that will be the next conquerer of this world, it shall be me ONCE MORE!"