A smile slowly brightened the shadow that had passed over his face at the mention of the First Enemy. "Take heart, for he shall be cast down, my friend. The Valar will not desert you nor your kin." That was certainly news Manfréa would wish to hear.

It would be ages yet, if Legolas recalled the songs correctly, before the Enemy would be cast down completely, but in time the Noldorin would be at peace. "We too, in our age, will cast down his servant, though I do not expect the Valar to come to our aid."