As Yavanna sat up; alert and awake. Confused...she let out a gasp as screams and groans echoed around. As the entire floor collapsed beneath the group. She was squashed inbetween the Durin Boys and few other Dwarves ontop of her in a large heap.

Before any one could really prepare themselves. The Goblins started to attack and pull them out of the cage. Taking them to their master. Yavanna kicked one of the Goblins, whom was pulling her rather harshly towards the bridge. The goblin snarled, pulling her along harder. In the mess of all that...Bilbo had ducked down...the Goblins seemed to walk past him...as they escorted the Princess and The Dwarves to their Goblin Master.

Bilbo watched the group...before he pulled out his sword. Looking at it glowing. He began to follow the group...across the bridge. Even though he had no idea how to use a sword. He could try. But soon enough, a Goblin jumped out at him and the pair were engaged in a fight...rather odd, unskilled fight on his behalf. The pair ended up falling off of the cliffs...Bilbo let out a gasp...and scream...as he and his sword dissapeared into the darkness.