You watch in awe as the Diamond Princess's royal procession marches through the city street. You stare at the masterful craftsmanship of the jewel-studded silver mask that covers the Diamond Princess's entire head. The Diamond Princess notices you staring, and she turns to face you. "How dare you stare at me, clod!" she snaps sternly. Her stern voice is haughty yet melodious. "Do you not understand that I am a sacred being?! I am an object of prayer and worship across Crizar. Apologize!"