Silica screamed in pain as her brother's arrow pierced her arm. "You must be better than this, Silica!" Legolas criticized. She lowered her eyes, her face turning pink with shame. "I'm sorry, Father." she said. Her brother just smirked at her. His eyes taunted her. If her father noticed, he didn't say anything. She swallowed, hating how her eyes burned with tears. She yanked the arrow out of her arm, grunting in pain. Legolas turned to her brother. "Go inside, Herin." he commanded. When his son entered the house, he approached Silica, his eyes kind. "Are you alright?" he asked. Silica nodded. "Listen, I have something important to tell you. The end is coming. And you are needed to help us. You, and others." he said, his voice soft. That was the last thing she heard, before blacking out.