King looked away with a sad smile, though such would always remain hidden beneath his mask. Sometimes, the object in question could be a curse, though it could also be a blessing when he needed it to be. In a way, the mask represented anonymity, the ability for anyone to be hidden behind the mask. He could be a human or a gijinka and nobody save for a psychic would be capable of knowing the truth. Surely a psychic would also know that he wore it for a reason, and so they would remain quiet. "I fear there is only one way for this war to end. Extinction for one of the sides. Neither will budge, for their anger is too great. The only thing I can do is save a select few from each side and take them into hiding. Perhaps someday, if people can see how well such a group can get along, happiness can be found and extinction can be averted. If not, at least I will have saved a few from the losing side. They could rebuild their lives in secret, protected by my King's Shield. If I am successful, I ask only that you keep such a secret hidden. That is how you may repay my kindness. If I cannot find those who wish to undergo such a trial, then consider your debt filled anyways."