Tristan nodded, his eyes still closed to keep them from straying as he squirmed until he could roll over and lay with his back to her, removing both the temptation to gaze upon her and the sight of his shamefully aroused manhood.  The elf's words chilled him.<br/><br/>"We can't give up..." he said as firmly as he could muster, "The knights..."  What could a handful of human knights do against a god?  What could his father's entire army hope to do?  Even as his mind teetered on the verge of hopelessness, he stopped.  "Garreth," he said with far more conviction than he really felt, "Garreth went through the portal.  He'll raise a warning.  Your people will come for you. You just have to hold out hope until they can reach us."