“Human rights? What on earth are they? Sounds interesting!” asked the Haunted White Warrior with her big eyes.
“Hey, this beautiful lady, human rights are the basic rights and freedoms that belong to every person in the world, from birth to death. These basic rights are based on shared values like fairness, equality, independence, and respect,” explained Tolly,
“But look at all of you, you all have no human rights. You all work for the wicked lady called Cindy like slaves.”
The Haunted White Warrior held out her long fingers and scratched her head, starting to ponder over what Tolly had just said. It seemed quickly reasonable.
Ever since she was born, she had long been trained as a killer day and night. The Haunted White Warrior cast a look at Cindy, confused, for she suddenly felt her own existence in this world was so dismal and meaningless.
When she then looked at the other Haunted Warriors, they all looked puzzled on their faces.
“He’s talking nonsense! Go get him!” shouted C