There was no way to tell how long Aza moved like this. Her body was weakening with every bought of magic she used. Her legs were becoming heavy and her eyesight became hazy.
Legolas rode in, Tauriel behind him. "Gandalf!" he shouted.
"Legolas Greenleaf!"
"There is a second army," he warned. "Bolg leads a force of Gundabad Orcs. They are almost upon us."
"Gundabad. This was their plan all along. Azog engaged our forces then Bolg sweeps in from the North."
"The North, where is the North exactly?" Bilbo looked around.
"Ravenhill," the wizard moved to leave.
Legolas stopped Gandalf, "Wait." He asked quietly, "Where is Aza?"
Gandalf had no answer for him, "I sent her into the city to protect the women and children. I have not seen her since."
"I think…" Bilbo said. "I saw her heading…" He turned in the direction. "North…"
Aza gasped for breath as she moved herself to an old tower on top of the mountain. Her objective had been to destroy the signals that ordered the army. But as she got higher, she found she could move less and less. Her body was bruised and battered. She could hardly think. She just wanted to close her eyes and never wake up.
"Aza…Aza!" Fili cried, shaking her.
"F-Fili?" her eyesight was still blurry.
He smiled, "You're alive."
"Barely," she coughed and gripped her new staff closer to her body.
"Have you seen Azog?"
Aza shook her head. "I came to…to take down the signals. I haven't even made it to them." She shook as the cold got to her. He body began to slip to the side.
"Aza," Fili said, holding her up. "You have to stay awake. Please I-AH!" He let out a cry as he was pulled up by an orc.
Aza cried and was dragged along with him, her staff quite left behind.
Azog held up Fili in front of Thorin.
"Go!" Fili shouted. "RUN!"
Aza, being held down, could do nothing but watch as Fili was slaughtered in front of her. She let out a cry as his body fell. "FILI!" Tears streamed down her cheeks. There had been too much blood spilled today. She could bare it no longer.
Azog turned to her. He lifted her by her hair to show Thorin.
A cry from Kili bellow them, however, stopped him. He dropped her where he dropped Fili and her body crumpled uselessly.
Aza groaned as she tried to move. Every bone in her body ached. Every muscle strained. She managed to stand and moved out into the open.
Orcs.
She had no weapon. No magic.
She was defenseless.
Unfortunately, one of the orcs noticed that.
A blade pierced her abdomen and she fell. As she did, she watched her life flash before her eyes. Every happy moment with Gandalf, like him teaching her how to perform magic. Her days with Legolas and his arms around her. Her months with the company.
Her eyes stared into the sky, unable to move as the images flashed before her eyes.
"Aza!" a voice shouted. She watched as Legolas came into her line of vision. "Aza…" he held her body close.
"L-Legolas…"
He put his hand over her wound, trying to stop the flow of blood. "Hold on. I'll get you to a healer. Just hold on."
She managed to grasp his arm, "Legolas…don't."
The blonde haired elf ceased his movements.
"Just hold me," she whispered. "I want you to hold me. Don't let me go out alone."
"I won't," he vowed. Tears began to fall down his cheeks. He almost sobbed out, "For I will join you soon after."
Aza felt her heart that was already starting to slow, skip a beat, "Don't!" She held him tighter. "Don't stop living. Please, I just want to know I'm not alone." Her voice became hoarse.
"You're not…I love you," his hand closed on her hand that wore the ring. "My wife…my heart."
Slowly, she managed to slip the ring from her hand into his palm. He looked at her, "D-don't forget me."
"Never," he vowed.
Her breath began to become erratic, "W-would I have made a good wife, do you think?"
He nodded, tears forming in his eyes as he watched her life slip before him.
"I love you," she whispered. "I love you so much. I'm sorry we didn't get to live our lives together…" She felt her lungs stop working. She gasped for breath.
"Aza…Aza!"
And the world was gone.