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Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

In this scene, why don't we let Thorin accept Bilbo, as well as the she-elves?

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Angelina Jolie and her many feats :P

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Fili looked back at the princess, and gave her a smile that was almost forced, but genuinely affectionate. He was thrilled that everybody, including Yavanna, was safe, but his heart was still worried about Thorin.

"Thorin!", Gandalf ran to the fallen dwarf Prince, once he removed himself from the eagle's back. Fili was already starting to run to his fallen uncle, but he couldn't get any further as the wizard kneeled beside Thorin. Gandalf muttered something elvish under his breath, while hovering and passing his hand over the dwarf's face.

Saeril was too stubborn; funny it may sound, but her youngest godson, and the younger she-elf were not too far away. She risked her life by facing the most vile of all of creatures to keep the remaining Durin family, the princess, and the company, safe from his pack. The injury wasn't going to stop her from moving either; she made a promise, she will keep it. For Dis, and the rest of the royal family.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Saeril braced herself for the incoming weapon strike of Azog's mace, but then she heard a screech; a great eagle swooping down from the sky, and knocked him off course. More eagles dove out of the sky, some attacking the wargs and orcs whilst others picked up the dwarves, including Thorin, and the wizard out of the tree to safety. At that moment, the she-elf sheathed her weapons, and ran off the cliff directly, shortly after, spreading her wings and taking flight.

"Thorin!", she heard Fili shout, sounding obviously terrified for his unconscious uncle. Barely awake he was, Saeril managed to look at the unconcious Prince, letting out a relieved sigh that he, Yavanna, and the rest of the company were safe. She did let out a quiet hiss of pain from her wounded leg that was still trying to heal itself, but tried to keep it quiet to not let the princess or her godsons immediately worry about her wellbeing.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Saeril smiled in thanks to the younger elf, before she turned her attention to Azog. The Orc growled in anger to see the acts of heroism from all present. "Have you come in an attempt to erase your crimes?", he looked up to Saeril before him, his soulless eyes reflecting the flames around them. In black speech, he cursed her name. "You, and the Son's of Durin will die on this day!", with that, he gave a roar and charged towards her, his mace in hand.

Saeril stayed put as Azog charged, remarkably not being phased by the approaching creature he was perched upon. Closing her eyes, the she-elf bent down to one knee as if in prayer. Sheathing out the two curved daggers, she listened to the pacing footsteps of the warg, measuring its movements, its proximity, and its weight. Her elf-ears didn't fail her; at the split second of it nearly biting at her, she propelled her slim body over the beast, using the blades to cut its face, nearly at its eye.

The she-elf gave another hiss at the Orc before hovering above the Dwarven King, shielding her now-friend from harm; the fire trailed its orange glow upon her figure, making her eyes seemingly glow with it.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

As Dori fell backwards out of the tree, Ori lunged to try and grab him, but fell out himself, crying out. "Mr Gandalf!!", hearing their pleas, the wizard quickly stuck out his staff the dwarf could grab on to, and kept a hold of it, with Ori hanging tightly onto Dori's foot. They were safe, for now.

The attack never made its mark; Azog was one step ahead. With the assist of his warg, he was faster, and both attacked Thorin first. Thorin managed to swing his sword, but he was thrown to the ground, then hit with Azog's mace as Fili and the others looked on in shock.

Saeril couldn't believe that Thorin would do such a thing. An opportunity that could result in death. He shouldn't, and couldn't, die now. She looked at her godsons, and then back to the wounded Thorin. She hovered herself above the fire, blowing at the flames towards Azog with huge gusts of wind, and landed on the ground a few yards away from the Orc, the reflecting blazes of the fire radiating from her figure.

At the same moment, The White Warg clamped its jaws around Thorin. Fili's eyes widened in horror as he heard his uncle yell out in pain; the sound was foreign to him, for he'd always believed his uncle immortal, and yet here he was, at risk of being slaughtered before their eyes. Even Saeril felt herself vulnerable once she witnessed Thorin's agony.

Dwalin tried to leave his place in order to assist Thorin, but the tree branches he held onto broke, swinging him over the edge and preventing him from reaching his king.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

The wargs had caught up with them, and they were now trapped to the tree. The monsters had ceased their growling, then turned as the white warg, with Azog on its back, approached.

Azog smirked cruelly, he seemed to take delight in seeing Thorin's shock. “Do you smell it? The scent of fear?" The Pale Orc stroked his warg with his hand, and then his steely gaze matched Thorin's as he spoke in black speech. “I remember your father reeked of it, Thorin son of Thrain."

“That one is mine." Azog faced his mini army as he sent them to attack. “Kill the others!"
At his command, the Wargs ran forward and tried to climb the trees. They jumped as high as they could, clawing
at the tree trunks and breaking apart branches in their jaws. The trees shook violently at the assault, and the company struggled to hold on.
"Drink their blood!" Azog's attention was drawn to Saeril, and recognition showed in his eyes. During the days of her corruption, she had sent him to cause destruction upon Moria.

"Do you have further orders?" This was a taunt, for Azog knew of her crimes, and he made sure that she was reminded of them. The she-elf screeched at the Pale Orc's taunt before she shouted Black Speech to the creatures. After this action, the winged elf aggressively collided and toppled one of the warts who tried to climb a tree, toppling it over the cliff. Knowing that it wasn't over yet, the female made a u-turn, and charging back to hit one of them head-on.

Thinking quick, Gandalf retrieved a pinecone, and conjured blazing fire upon it. "Fili!", he passed one down to the eldest prince below, as well as the others, and throwing the blazing object at the creatures, creating a trailing wall of fire to get them away from the tree.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Looking back at the approaching pack, the winged she-elf first thought that she would end this by herself, but she couldn't be stubborn to let this be the last of her and Azog coming paths. He was for Thorin to slay, his vendetta. However, it didn't stop her from forcing herself to run at the approaching warg, and taking flight towards the creature. Stabbing the beast, Saeril knocked it off the cliff nearby, before noticing herself being surrounded by the ferocious beasts. At least she would be able to slow them down for the company to flee.

As they ran at her, Saeril made a 360 degree spin-attack with her daggers, before taking flight once again. Her leg was throbbing a little, but she ignored it. The Durin were at risk. "Climb into the trees!", she heard the wizard tell the company as they reached a dead end on the road.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Azog and his warg army have showed up, seeing the group down by the mountainside. "Run them down! Tear them to pieces!", he yelled in Black Speech to which Saeril was able to understand perfectly. A couple of wargs came running down the mountain, howling.

Saeril's smile dissappeared when she saw the wargs coming. "Run. Run!", she started small until she raised her voice for them to hear. Turning to the younger she-elf, and the brother, she told them. "Stay together, I'll catch up".

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Fili felt the leaning coming from the princess, who seemed to be tired from all the action. Not refusing, he allowed her to catch her breath, just as Saeril walked to them, and moved a lock from her exhausted face. All the winged she-elf thought was that she was okay, and out of the hands of their enemies. She jumped into the fray between them and the goblins for a reason: they were not to suffer from the effects of harm, especially her godsons, as well as the princess herself. Saeril wouldn't give the young elf that kind of fate. Absolutely not.

When Bilbo appeared, Fili was dumbfounded, and a little confused. "How on Earth did you get past the goblins?", he asked.
"How, indeed", Dwalin agreed.
"What does it matter? He's back", Gandalf cut in, giving a grateful smile. Saeril couldn't help but give the same smile.