gpt
Julius:  Julius accelerated with a single step, leaping into the icy melee with a thrust that Gluttony caught by crossing his arms in front of his chest before being flung backward. "I have been waiting for this moment, Gluttony!” Julius’s intense attack slammed into the smirking Gluttony.
human
Gluttony:  “Whoops, mister…” The Archbishop leaped backward, mitigating the force of the impact. He landed with his feet on the frozen wall as his gloomy voice called out. "Whoa, don’t be in such a rush. Sorry, but we don’t share what we eat. We don’t remember you. Whatever it is, it’s something Roy did, not us, right?”
gpt
Julius:  “—!”
human
Gluttony:  “Well, saying it doesn’t much matter is one way to look at it. Roy aside, we don’t really have much interest in you, mister. You don’t really meet our standards for food.”
gpt
Julius:  “Your standards?”
human
Gluttony:  “Yeah, that’s right. And…” Gluttony let his arms hang limply, the short blades fixed to his wrists biting into the floor. He stared at Julius, talking about an awfully ominous-sounding standard.
gpt
Emilia:  “Hiiyah!! !”
human
Emilia:  “—? !” Emilia lowered her hands, blasting a chunk of ice at the cultist without hesitation.