"We are back In Middle-Earth! Now we just need to find a way to kill six hundred Uruks!" Gandalf snarled as the carriage came to a halt.
"You don't seem very threatened by them!" Bilbo pointed out, wondering why the wizard was acting so calm.
Thorin chimed in, "The burglar is right, Gandalf! Hell, we don't even have an army!"
The wizard smiled. "The Uruks will not be a problem!" He said, smugly. The rest of the group looked confused. There was a silence in the carriage that lasted at least ten seconds. "Why is that, Gandalf?" Kili asked.
"They won't be a problem for ME! But they are going to kill you!" Gandalf chuckled, as he group looked in slight horror and confusion.
"What the hell are you talking about?!" Thorin asked, his voice cracking with uneasiness. Suddenly, there was a purple puff of smoke in the carriage, and sitting where Gandalf was, sat Saruman!
"You see, my friends! You believe anything! And that is your weakness!" Saruman laughed, sinking his staff into Bilbo's chest. The hobbit spat a mouthful of blood into The wizard's face...before closing his eyes and letting death take him over...
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A Hobbit Of Westeros
FantasyMiddle-Earth has been overrun by Uruks and thousands flee to Westeros for refuge, including Gandalf and his group of dwarves and one hobbit. They have been told to speak to Tyrion Lannister in King's Landing, but will his welcome to the outsiders Be...
