Kili saw the hope in Saeril and Fili's eyes. Thorin was back...his uncle was fighting, what-ever he was suffering from. And Kili was glad off that. And now that his uncle was back to his normal self; he was more than happy and very willing to fight beside him; to help him protect what was their home. [i]Their family home.[/i] Kili raised his own sword, along with the others. A few cheers from the elder Dwarves came. Of gladness that Thorin recovered. And off agreement, that they would fight along side their King. But most importantly, [i]Their friend.[/i]

As Kili was about to leave with the group; he rose a slight eyebrow as Saeril stopped him. If she was about to stop him now, the youngest Dwarf was prepared for giving a  mouthful. He wasn't going to back out of this now. Not after everything that had just happened. It took him a few moments to realize, why she had stopped him when she knelled down on her knees by the gap near the wall. Kili smiled down at her.

Climbing on. The young Dwarf made sure he had a good grip and balance; so that he could move with her and be able to fight; from the higher up position.

It was a few seconds, after Saeril flew them into battle. That Thorin and the rest of the company smashed the rocks that were protecting the entrance of the mountain. Running; Thorin was at the front. As his group charged into battle.