By Kyle Hill |
January 2, 2014
What does a narcissistic flying reptile that loves the taste of crispy
dwarves have in common with a beetle that shoots hot, caustic liquid
from its butt? More than you think.
A few weeks ago, audiences were finally treated to the Cumberbatch-infused reptilian villain from J.R.R. Tolkien’s classic
The Hobbit.
Smaug (pronounced and interpreted as if you smashed together “smug” and
“smog”) is a terrible dragon that long ago forced a population of
dwarves from under a mountain. He laid claim to all their treasures. He
burned all their homes. The titular character of the book is then tasked
with helping a company of these displaced dwarves take back the
mountain from the beast. It wouldn’t be easy—the most common descriptor
of a dragon is “fire-breathing,” after all. But unlike other aspects of
the book and now the film that are wholly magic, Smaug’s burning breath
is actually one of the least magical, and can be wrangled into
plausibility. Doing so involves looking inside a beetle’s butt, a Boy
Scout’s satchel, and a bird’s throat.
Even though they don’t exist, dragons, like all other real organisms,
have evolved over time. They weren’t always so huge. Dragons were once
the size of cattle in popular depictions. And some of them didn’t have
wings, or breathe fire. Today’s dragons are uniquely terrible
lizards—massive, spiked, voracious, flame-spewing beasts. If even
mythical beasts evolve, how would a real dragon evolve its most
recognizable ability?
First, a dragon needs fuel.
This aspect of dragon fire is the easiest to imagine. In fact, you
are probably producing dragon fuel as you read this sentence. Methane—a
highly flammable gas that is produced naturally by bacteria in the
gut—is constantly bubbling up in your stomach as microbes munch on your
food. With a large stomach or even a separate organ to house this gas, a
dragon could easily eat enough food to produce a large amount of
methane.
If methane isn’t the fuel, another more exotic liquid might be. Take the bombardier beetle. This incredible insect evolved (
yes, evolved)
a way to harness the chaos of chemical reactions in a defense
mechanism. When under threat, the beetle excretes two chemicals from two
separate reservoirs that mix in a third, producing a very hot liquid
and the gas needed to
propel it into the face of some would-be predator.
When two liquids come together, react, and spontaneously combust,
they are called “hypergolic.” The bombardier beetle isn’t the only
organism that takes advantage of hypergolic chemicals; we use them in
rocket fuel. (You can see a nice small-scale demonstration of a
hypergolic reaction
here.) A dragon could do the same. It wouldn’t be the first fiction animal to do so either. Who can forget (or maybe remember?) the
giant, fire-spewing “tanker” bug from the ironically classic sci-fi movie
Starship Troopers?
If a
dragon convergently evolved chemicals that combust upon mixing, like the
explosive bombardier beetle, the reaction it harnessed could result in
fire…
terrible, terrible, fire.
But these chemicals aren’t cheap, biologically speaking. A dragon would
have to make a large biological investment to produce them. That would
at least be consistent with dragons’ voracious appetite for dwarves,
men, and livestock—the winged beasts need to produce more rocket fuel.
The next step in fire breathing is the spark.
Before you see a dragon’s flame you see the teeth. Terrifying spears
and stake knives that click and clamor inside gigantic mouths—giant
flints. Some dragon lore speculates that dragons, like modern birds,
ingested rocks and stones to aid in digestion. Over time, stories say,
the minerals would coat dragon teeth. Or maybe the dragons could hold
some minerals in their mouths. Either way, quickly biting down on these
minerals could produce a spark. Like a Boy Scout’s trusty flint,
clicking dragon teeth would provide the ignition for either a glut of
methane gas or a gush of hypergolic liquids (if needed).
Another possible spark could come from more detailed physics. If
dragon teeth had piezoelectric properties—where mechanical stress
produces small jolts of electricity—a combination of methane exhalation
and teeth grinding could light the fire. Or maybe the crushed stones and
minerals could vaporize in the air ahead of the methane and combust, as
metals do on helicopter rotors in
the Kopp-Etchells Effect.
Perhaps the dragons could expel the liquids or gases so quickly from
their bellies that static ignition would occur. (When cleaning out
supertankers, for example, all the flammable vapors first must be
vented. The high-pressure water jets used in cleaning can generate
sparks that ignite the gas.) Could a dragon evolve an organ that
produces its own spark like a kaiju from
Pacific Rim? Science has many sources of ignition to choose from, it’s just a matter of what the fiction allows.
Dragons are basically our pipe-dreams of what birds would be if they
still looked liked ancient dinosaurs but followed evolution’s flight
plan. Dragons’ similarities with birds (themselves in fact dinosaurs)
could provide the last critical link to flame flinging. With multiple
stomachs aiding digestion, birds—and by extension, dragons—could evolve a
specialized sack for storing either methane or combustible chemicals.
Birds also eat stones and rocks to break up tough material in these
stomachs, so Smaug munching on minerals isn’t that far-fetched either.
There are still a few problems. Dragons are huge, undoubtedly heavy
creatures that would likely rip their own wings to shreds when
attempting to stay airborne. Also, holding both a large amount of
methane or hypergolic chemical internally is explosively problematic.
Breathing out fire is a problem in and of itself. A dragon would need
specialized tissues in the mouth to deal with the incredible heat, and
lungs large enough to force the flames a significant distance (unless it
was a dragon from
Skyrim, which specializes in powerful blasts
of voice). I imagine that a more scientifically plausible dragon
wouldn’t be the slender, monitor lizard-like monstrosity we see in the
latest
Hobbit film and more like a flightless, bloated flame-thrower.
What does this mean for
The Hobbit, a universe already filled with magic? Nothing at all.
The film has its own problems
to deal with. Nonetheless, I found Smaug’s fire breath to be one of the
least distressing suspensions of reality. Whether a “true”
fire-breathing dragon is filled with flint, gas, or rocket fuel, one
thing is for sure: Where there is Smaug, there is fire.
About the Author: Kyle Hill is a freelance science
writer and communicator who specializes in finding the secret science in
your favorite fandom. Follow on Twitter
@Sci_Phile.