By Thorin's call, Saeril acknowledged the king; by giving an Orc a kick, and a slash to the throat, she willingly followed, with Kili still perched upon her being. Swaying airborne, she dodged a few spears that were being aimed at her and the dwarf, before managing to catch up. Fili, who already caught a ride upon one of the beasts, looked up and took notice of Saeril's flying form above them as they all headed towards Ravenhill. 

With the Orcs having to appear up ahead, Saeril made a kick, before allowing Kili to finish him off, having to launch him off her being, towards it. Dwalin and Fili abandoned their beasts, and made their own kills as well, before they find the place to be almost completely deserted. 

Legolas managed to slash one of the Orcs with his sword, before having to notice a mysterious force launching away a group that came towards him and the Princess upon their horse. [i]'Is there anything else I have yet to witness from her?'[/i], the prince wondered almost amusingly, before having to spot Gandalf up ahead. "Gandalf!", he shouted before descending himself from the horse, quickly helping Yavanna down. "There is a second army. Bolg leads a force of Gundabad Orcs. They are almost upon us", he informed. "Gundabad?", that was when the wizard realized. "This was their plan all along. Azog engages our forces, then Bolg sweeps in from the north."
"The north? Where is the north exactly?", the Hobbit piped in. "Ravenhill", the wizard grimly answered. 
"Ravenhill? Thorin is up there. Fili, Kili, and Saeril! They’re all up there!"