Saeril didn't answer Kili immediately, since she was almost too caught off guard, about the fact that Azog wasn't too far behind the Were-worms. "No. It's made impossible in such short-notice", she finally managed to say before Thorin declared for them to stand down, and not go into the fight with the rest of their kin. "What?", Fili was just as dumbfounded as his brother. "Are we to do nothing?", he asked, but all the king did is give the Dwarven army a cold shoulder. 

The she-elf ignored the others and looked out at the ensuing violence, made by the new arrivals in battle. They couldn't just sit here and watch. Saeril wasn't subject to follow Thorin's order, but with Fili and Kili at risk, she had no choice but to stay with them. She only wondered where Yavanna was in all of this; she can only hope that Azog didn't run her, the prince, or Tauriel, over during their course of tracking the vile creatures.

"All of you, fall back to Dale! Now!", Bard ordered. "To the city! People, this way!", the war beasts, after managing to break the wall down, the rest of the Orc army started attacking Dale as well as its residents. As chaos and death ensued, Bard rushed inside to look for Tilda, Sigrid, and Bain. "My children! Where are my children?" 
"I saw them, they were down in the Old Market!"
"The Market? Where are they now? Tilda! Sigrid!", just then appeared. "Bard, Orcs are storming over the Causeway!"
Get the bowmen to the eastern parapet. Hold them off for as long as you can."
"The Orcs have taken Stone Street, the Market’s overrun!", hearing that made Bard's gut clench, before deciding to take the rest of the young men. "The rest of you, follow me!"