We do not fear your feeble threats! Send the burzenyd, why don't you? You are not afraid. We are friends with the elves and will not deny them in fear of our lives. I am a maia of growth and knowlege. I have bestowed upon the ents that dwell withen my Gridle an everlasting water supply. May your dew always shine. My ents are impervious to fire. To quote a wise man, "Bring it on!"
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'But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.'
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