As Thorin saw the Orcist, in the chest of the Orc. He reached for it...holding onto the handle...as the dead creature fell down. The sword in his hand. Seeing Azog near by..it was just him and the Defiler. He made his way towards Azog. [i]It's your turn to die.[/i] He thought to himself. He was going to get Azog for what he done to Fili.

The Defiler began to swing his weapon at the Dwarf. Ducking and spinning out of the way. Thorin managed to hit the Orc's arm with his sword. As Azog swung again with the heavy weapon...the ice began to crack a little beneath their feet. And so Azog kept swinging his weapon...hitting the ground. Going around a circle...once Thorin fell down...he was rolling out of the way. The sword as his only defense.

The circle of ice began to float ontop of the icy water. Azog's weapon seemed to be stuck. Thorin shifted himself backwards carefully and picked up the weapon. Tossing it at the Orc...under the weight...Azog fell back and into the cold water. Thorin watched the giant orc...under the water...as he seemed to be floating. Drowning. Following him, he saw Azog's eye close. Thorin smirked to himself. The Defiler was dead. Just then he felt a piercing pain in his foot...causing him to scream out.

Azog's eyes snapped open...having stabbed Thorin's foot with his sword. Before smashing through ice...and stabbing Thorin in the gut. The Dwarf gasped in pain...grabbing the Orc's hand...he withdrew the sword within himself....weakly. With his Orcist...he impaled the Orc.....with last of his strength. Azog fell back...taking his last few breaths. Thorin's Sword...pierced through the ice as it pierced through the other side of Azog.

As Eagles began to slowly come...Thorin fell back..gasping for a breath. As he was bleeding to death.

Tauriel tried to find  a way down to Yavanna. So she could help and protect her, if more Orcs came. But by the time she found a route down to her...one of Bolg's orcs had grabbed her and taken her else-where..whilst the Princess was unconscious. 
Yavanna groaned, as she came awake. Hearing Legolas' voice. "Legolas!" she called out...somewhat weakly...as she was still bit dizzy and disoirainted.
But gasped as she felt and Orc drag her to an edge...making them visible to the Prince. "Looking for this fine...young beauty?" The Orc taunted.  "Now who to kill first...you or her?" The Orc smirked
"Don't you dare touch him!" Yavanna tried to struggle out of his extra strong grip...but she still felt somewhat limp from the fall. She couldn't let Legolas get hurt...not the man she was falling in love with.
"Urgh...young love." The Orc growled, as he caught sight of how Yavanna looked at the Prince. With what little energy she had...Yavanna elbowed the Orc so hard...the Orc flew back...with telekinetic energy, laced with star light. And exploded behind her...the explosion however tossed her off the higher level. Since there was little space on the ledge. Her body falling towards The Elf Prince.