What vile beast dares threaten me? Archer, if you choose to step closer with that unsightly mug of yours, I will see to it that you are hanged, drawn, and quartered; your head will be delivered to me on a pike, and it will be showcased in front of the Hall of Glory for all to see. You should feel honored since your sentence will set a great example as someone foolish enough to try to take advantage of my person, my kindness, in such a state. I have given you many chances to redeem yourself, even allowing Adrasteius to live in such blissful ignorance, yet here you stand before me, scheming like a sly serpent. You disgust me. It is surprising to me how you can call yourself a king, let alone a man. I give you this one last warning to stay back, King of Heroes. If you desire to go against my wishes, brushing aside your impending punishment, I would rather you end my life here. My honor shall not be stripped by the likes of you, heathen. As dictated by Artoria Pendragon, King of Knights.