The King's heart beat roughly, as if it was trying to burst through his chest. He grapsed the seriousness of this problem. "We have no choice but to block out Mistress Nine! We can not plan anything, for Mistress Nine will know it all and tell Galaxia. We must act quickly. You're plan sounds perfect Pluto, and its the only option we have right now. It's better than nothing. What do you say Serenity?"