The queen glanced immediately to the direction Deuw came from, raising her staff. A black light formed around Deuw like a bubble, trapping her in a seemingly unbreakable barrier. "A precaution." she said before turning to the others again. "No matter what you say, Glaive, you have been chosen. You heard his song, his warning. Do you wish to die prematurely or live out this life you have been chosen for?" She was almost ignoring the others, trying to convince an ignorant fool of his situation.