She stared at the knights for a moment. Then her eyes landed on Excalibur before they went to me. Her eyes met mine and there was a connection that I didn’t often experience, especially of late. "Yet, I see a lack of a weapon for the queen. I know a warrior when I see one." She reached behind her back and grabbed her spear. Once in her hands, it glowed even brighter than the one Apolline had. The blue glow on the inside, extruded powerful magic from the spear. The elegant gold and silver, meeting at a point where a soft blue glow touched the edge of the blade. "When one is not wielding their weapon, they feel.. uncomfortable. A stance that you are displaying, even now."