Brave or fool that is a truth that should have hardly taken any thought on your part to believe.

[ Smaug rears his head back and spews a hellishly green and red driblet of fire at his feet the same way a cantankerous old sailor spits his chewed tobacco. All dragon posturing and little else. There wouldn't be any confusion if Smaug wanted Haytham reduced to a smear on the ground. ]

I am old and gone are the days I find joy in firery rages or frivolous pursuits.