"Kili's wounded!", the eldest heir told his uncle once he appeared at his little brother's side. Saeril gave him the remaining strands of the rag, and allowed him to tie it off. All she could do right now was give the youngest comfort and sincerity by holding his hand to help him work through the pain. 

As Ori was getting rid of the water in his boots, a bowman came up from behind, and was ready to shoot. As he does so, Dwalin intervenes and the arrow hits the piece of wood in his hand. Another was shot, but was miraculously shattered by the she-elf's sharp finger cuff. "Do it again and you’re dead", the mystery figure warned them as he continued to point his arrow at them.