"You are disregarding human rights!"
"You are treating Human Players like livestock!"
"I order you to stop this behavior immediately."
"..."
Scar Dog, having just finished his work, expressionlessly turned his head towards the source of the voice. He saw a neatly dressed girl angrily putting her hands on her hips and glaring at them. After a moment of silence, he said faintly.
"Miss, didn't you see that turret just now?"
"That thing could have blasted your eighteen generations to smithereens."
"Are you serious about what you're saying?"
"Every word I say is serious!"
The girl, surrounded by a few men, coldly said loudly, "You're not really considering the Human Race. You treat Human Players like livestock during transportation. Don't you see that's excessive?"
"In just five minutes, dozens of people have been injured as a result."
"Can you explain your behavior?"
"..."
