human
Vincent:  “Unless I’ve missed my guess, that sniping was done by Balleroy Temeglyph.” Vincent suddenly offered, letting the words out in one long breath.
gpt
Ferris:  "What?" It took Ferris a second to grasp what the emperor had said—and its implications. Balleroy was one of the Nine Divine Generals. It stood to reason that Vincent would know how the man fought.
human
Vincent:  “Unless one understands his particular abilities and unravels Balleroy’s little trick, one will most certainly be destroyed by his hail of missiles. Even if your other knight has seen through his gimmick, one person alone will not likely be able to bring him down. Two might manage—just.”
gpt
Ferris:  “Two…? But Reinhard is—” Ferris spared a glance back in the direction of the guardhouse and thought of Reinhard. The Sword Saint was still back there, single-handedly holding off more than fifty assassins. Ferris believed that Julius and Reinhard together could overcome any opponent, no matter who it might be. But at that moment, the chances of Reinhard rejoining them seemed approximately the chances of a bug against a shoe.
human
Vincent:  “Are those ears of yours for anything more than decoration, beast-boy?”
gpt
Ferris:  “Decoration…?”
human
Vincent:  “I said, two might manage. The presence or absence of the Sword Saint is of no consequence.”