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"We're under attack!" yelled Bombur as he ran to the camp. "Grab arms!" shouted Thorin, They all grabbed arms. Kili threw the pot of water over the fire and put an arrow in his bow.
His older brother Fili took his two swords out. They automatically encircled together, About 30 Orcs on Wargs charged down the hill.
"Kili! Shoot them!" shouted Thorin. Kili shot arrow after arrow and killed 3 and shot one in the arm before they circled the group.
Gandalf began clubbing them with his staff, Axes chopped down and Swords struck. Kili shot an orc in the eye befire turning to his brother.
He was fighting with an orc, another raised an axe above Filis head.
"Fili!" Kili shot an arrow and killed the orc instantly, His instincts told him to duck. A sword swung above his head.
Kili didn't have a sword near him. Just his bow and dagger, The orc swung again and Kili; being young and agile, dodged the blade.
Fili noticed Kili and the orc, His brother didn't have a sword. He made his over to his brother, chopping and stabbing all the way.
"Kili" he grunted as Kili kicked the orc, breaking its grimy nose. That angered the Orc, he jumped on top of Kili and his dagger skidded away.
The Orc tried to plunge his own knife into Kili put Kili was strong and held it back. Fili started panicking as he saw the knife getting closer and closer to his little brothers chest.
"Kili!" Fili heard his uncle hell. Thorin ran with his axe to the orc that was trying to kill his nephew. He embedded the axe into his back.
Kili threw the body off him. Thorin offered him his hand and Yanked Kili up.
"Run you fools! Follow me!" Gandalf shouted gruffly. The dwarfs sprinted as the enemy regrouped.
"Here!" Gandalf pointed to a rock cave. "Shoot them Kili!" Thorin yelled. Kili ran out a bit to far far Filis and Thorins liking.
He began shooting them perfectly, in the eye, chest and head. Buying time as the Dwarfs wedged thenselves in, Gandalf counted swiftly.
Fili reluctantly jumped in the hole, not wanting to leave his brother.
Thorin noticed the Orcs getting close to Kili. "Kili! Run!" He shouted. Kili started to run to his uncle, Thorin wouldn't go into the cave without his nephew.
An Orc on a Warg skidded in front of Kili and he stopped in his tracks. They began circling Kili, "No!" Thorin started to run to the group.
"Do we kill him?" barked an Orc, "No...wait" they circled Kili. An orc cried out and collapsed of his warg, an Axe embedded in his back.
Thorin accurately managed to kill five Orcs, leaving 8. "Kill him!" barked An orc and pointed to Kili.
Two Orcs sped to him but he dropped, They recircled and Kili took his dagger out that he managed to grab.
He stuck it into a Wargs chest and he collapsed. Kili stood up and soon him and Thorin where back to back, facing the seven orcs.
"We must give you to the pale orc" barked The leader, Kili had an idea. They still circled himself and Thorin but he had a plan.
Kili threw the dagger at the leaders head and it stuck just off centre, he fell to the ground and they began to fight.
Thorin heard someone cry out and turned to see A warg had Kilis arm in his mouth, bloos seeping through his teeth. Kili stabbed at the beast but it didn't let go. Thorin killed the last orc and threw an axe at the beasts head.
"Kili!" he helped Kili up, he put Kilis arm around his shoulder and they made their way to the cave.
"Kili! What happened?" Fili asked anxiously as he saw Thorin lay a wincing Kili on the cave floor.
"Rivendale isn't far, the elves can help him" Said Gandalf. "No, I'm not treating with elves" snarled Thorin. "So you'll let your nephew die for your pride?"
The dwarfs looked at Thorin. "One night, then we move on" he said.