The cemetery was filled with the stench of decay. It had originally been a place close to nature, like a park greenbelt, with butterflies fluttering and birds singing. The dead probably rested here in fairly pleasant spirits.
But now, it smelled like a livestock market after closing time.
"Don't! Don't make a joke out of her corpse."
Big Dai had not even voiced any regret yet, but Little Dai was the first to stop Deathstroke. She still could not bear to see her sister forced to take part in some sort of repentance program even after death.
Because Amazon Warriors never regretted anything. Once they made a decision, they carried it through to the end instead of saying things against their hearts under the external influence of the Indigo Lantern Corps and the Ultraviolet Lantern.
"Actually, it isn't just a Regret Chair. It has other functions too." Su Ming switched the Nightfall Greatsword in his hand for a Golden Scimitar. "Godslayer, washing machine drum."
Godslayer transformed into a small water tank with a propeller at the bottom.
As Deathstroke poured bottled water into it, he explained, "Look at your sister. She's been a Black Lantern Zombie for over ten days, and she hasn't had time to tend to her appearance. Her hair and face are covered in dried brain matter and flesh. Do you want her to die looking this ugly?"
"It is enough for an Amazon to die bravely in battle. Things like outward appearance are not important." Little Dai eyed her boyfriend suspiciously. She had a bad feeling about this, so she cited the warriors' creed in an attempt to refuse Deathstroke's help.
Black Lantern Big Dai sat at the little table and chair, looking somewhat confused. The power of the other nine Power Rings was battling the