Saeril had her teeth gritting when she noticed the incoming chaos before her. How dare they? She did hear the warning this man told her, but her eyes gleamed in anger. Putting up her hood, she approached the scene with graceful maneuver. With immense strength, the she-elf had a pale hand on the back of the man that shoved Fili, turned him around, and gave a mighty shove. "Cross them again, your fate will end swiftly", she wanted him, giving her luminous eyes a seconds glow, turning around to the men holding the youngest. "The same goes for you. Release him!", when they didn't listen, the she-elf raised her voice. "Now!", without second thought, the dwarf was dropped, allowing Fili to run to him. "I've lost my kin too. But I wouldn't dare destroy another", she informed them while helping her godsons to their feet, getting some of the soot off of them. "Come, young ones. We go", she whispered. Really needing reassurance, Fili immediately had her in a hug, really in need of her motherly touch.