gpt
:  From a young age, Ram had hated the feeling of her blood boiling and the overflowing exaltation. The feeling of omnipotence that made her feel like she could rule over everything in this world. If she allowed herself to remain drunk on that illusion, even with as stout a mind as she had been blessed with, there would surely come a day when she took the wrong path. She was aware of her excellence. But it wasn’t something worth putting too much stock in. She could make mistakes. She did have the determination to be careful not to make mistakes, and she was committed to correcting any mistakes she did make. And the reason she was able to adopt that posture was because she had not become intoxicated by apparent omnipotence. Not mistaking herself as something wonderful, as did those around her who lionized her, she didn’t become a puppet of those beings who held to ancient mysticism and withered old customs. And what was the reason she had managed to avoid being crushed by those external things? She knew that it was surely thanks to something that she couldn’t remember.
human
Ram:  “I’m not just cute, I’m also wise.” Singing her own praises, Ram stepped down, breaking the step of the staircase. The next instant, the peach-haired Oni clad in the wind swung her arm, cleanly breaking the arm of her opponent who tried to stop it. Wrist, elbow, shoulder all twisted in the blink of an eye, snapping loudly.
gpt
Opponent:  “—Gah!” His reaction was too late.
human
Ram:  As he started to cry out, her fist slammed into the side of his face, and Ram’s pale fingers became a barrage.