[b]King[/b]

"..."

For a few moments, King was in silence. So this girl wished to challenge her? There was a light clanking as her gauntlets shifted, her fingers gripping tightly onto the hilt of Excalibur. This girl did not believe she was King Arthur Pendragon, as well? It was, as such, necessary to reveal to her the truth. There was not a shadow of a doubt in King's mind. Regardless of her appearance, her gender, she would always, always be King. Her regrets in her rule were not the utter destruction of it. She still ruled. Even now, she remained King, though her service was that of a knight rather than a political figure. The light of Excalibur gently pulsed, as she prepared herself to speak. "... Very well. We shall conduct this duel with honor."

It was what a knight did. To respond to a challenge with honor and chivalry, that was one of many traits of a knight. There was no attempt to assert her identity. King would simply let her actions speak for her rather then attempt to convince with words. She raised one hand, in a bid to signal Spartan not to interfere. This was, after all, an honorable challenge and an honorable duel, even if she faced a supercriminal.