Transfixed by the unveiling of Excalibur's golden radiance on the battlefield, Aelthariel, The Everqueen of Blades, stands momentarily entranced, her emerald eyes widening with a voracious hunger that reflects her obsessive pursuit of destiny, as the sword's light bathes her golden hair in an angelic glow; a predatory smile curves her lips, acknowledging the holy sword's Anti-Fortress power restrained by the "Thirteen Restraints," and with a strategic step back, she prepares to engage this new challenge, her own enchanted blade humming with arcane energy as she orchestrates a flurry of ethereal attacks, each a calculated probe into her opponent's defenses, while her voice, soft yet commanding, offers a dual promise of dominion and partnership to the wielder of the legendary weapon.