Thorin saw a light coming from one of the towers...and his eyes then widened as he saw his eldest Nephew being dragged to the edge by Azog. "No...let him go." he said shaking his head. Watching the scene, his breath caught in his throat in horror...as he gasped seeing his eldest nephew being killed in front of them all. His jaw clenched...Azog then seemed to dissapear...along with Bolg and a few others. But Thorin would kill him...he would.

Bilbo flinched as he saw Fili falling down dead...he glanced away. Holding back tears...but was shocked to see one of his friends dead.

As Kili saw his brother's body fall down...in front of him. Kili swallowed...tears welling up in his eyes as he gasped. His big brother...his best-friend...the one that guided him, protected him, taught him things. Was dead. Gone. Searil's shriek made him cover his ears...flinching at the sound. It sounded like a Banshee wail, but worse. He then clenched his jaw and run out of his hiding place and up some stairs. Wanting to avenge his brother's death. And he would kill..he swore to himself, he would.

The shriek made Tauriel and Yavanna flinch. Both looked towards Ravenhill. And in that instant, Yavanna run faster; someone was in danger..or hurt. Tauriel sped up, running after Yavanna whom was at the front...running faster than Tauriel ever seen her run before.