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Falling... she was falling then thump. The first she noticed was the smell. Aella looked around. Bufor and Ori landed by her side. Bilbo, were was Bilbo. The dwarves often forgot the poor little hobbit. Her body hurt, then a smell like no other. Suddenly she was on her feet being led away by creatures that looked like deformed mole rats. The plat form they walked across was made from wood, a rickety old not sturdy looking wood. She gulped below that was a massive pit. She swallowed.

In front of them a massive naked mole rat, their hands were bound. She cursed, she seemed to be doing a lot of that recently.

"Well, well, well! Look who it is; Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror, King under the mountain. Oh, but I'm forgetting; you don't have a mountain, and you're not a king, which makes you... nobody, really" The thing shouted. It spoke about a price on his head, which made Aella shudder. Someone was hunting them down. The Thing in charge thought for a while then ordered his people to search them. He laughed mocking the group. Aella whimpered as she fell over. She snapped a death curse causing her captive to die. She groaned as some energy ebbed away from her.

"Aella..." Kili whispered by her side.

She ignored him, she hated crowed. Being underground though she didn't mind too much, perhaps there was a Dwarf ancestor in her lineage. That calmed her a little. But how was her dragon was Zilla alright! The rat thing ordered his minions to surch them

What's a Goblin?

"KILL KILL THEM ALL BRING ME THORIN OKENSHEILDS HEAD!"

The 'Goblins' began to clamber all over them. Aella cried out in fear, too many hands on her.

I can't breathe!

A flash of light, a voice, a sturdy hand pulling her up. Her eyes began to adjust. She pulled out her blade Kveykva, meaning lighting in Ancient language. The blade was black and gold with a hand and a half pommel. Eragon had made it for her when he made his own. Making two blades at once was pretty tough going for him, since he wasn't even in control of his own body. Aella, who wasn't the best sword fighter, slashed though several goblins in front of her, she was much faster than them being a rider. She turned quickly ready to strike her next foe.

"Its me stop!" Kili cried.

She panted eyes wide, sweat dripping.

"Back to back!" She cried

Back agenst Kili's she felt safer, her back was safe at least they parted only when Gandalf instructed they should follow. She sped past them keeping up pace with the wizard.

"Brisingr!" She cried lighting several Goblins on fire. Energy again ebbed away from her. She felt her speed drop as well as her endurance. Her arms and legs hurt.

"Save your strength!" Gandalf instructed.

She nodded resorting back to her sword. It didn't help that Aella had no idea where she was going or when a goblin would pop up. She halted at the edge of a bridge, she didn't want to walk onto it (some boards were missing on it) but she was forced on by the build up of Dwarves behind her.

Where is Bilbo! She thought again.

The company came to a halt as the large Goblin burst though the bridge. They staggered back as he slapped his staff on the bridge.

HOW IS THIS THING STILL STANDING

"What are you going to do wizard?"

Gandalf sliced the belly of the large ugly goblin.

"Oh well that will do it."

He cut his throat for extra measure. The goblin fell onto his face causing the bridge to crack. The company staggered back again. The bridge, much to Aellas despair, began to brake. It groaned and lurched forward. Aella screamed trying to think of something to do some how she cased a spell without speaking sending herself flying forwards into the side of the cliff with a thump before rolling down after the falling dwarves. She landed on Gandalf.

"Oh... I'm sorry!" She whimpered scrambling to her feet.

It amused her as the Dwarves grumbled from under the pile of broken boards, and she almost let out a laugh as the giant Goblin landed on them. The amusement quickly slipped away as a goblin army raced down towards them.

"G-Gandalf...!" She said, concern very much in her voice.

"Quick everyone to their feet!" He helped pulling them to their feet "This way!" he cried and ran through a skinny pass way.

Aella kept up pace. After some time running through the dark listening to the strange calls from the goblins, she could see a light, the exit! Her heart began to calm a little. She felt something twinge in her mind she ignored it and carried on thinking that it might have been Zilla coming into range. She staggered out into the light, relief washed over her.