"You can never escape! For we are the same. You are me, as I am you." The wicked do not rest, for they patiently sit in the darkness for our dear Jeanne. She waits by the smallest fires at night, begging for daybreak that is still hours away, but that is not the only thing that haunts her dreams. As Azog draws near, a smoldering dragon opens his amber eyes that burn into her.