gpt
Subaru:  “—Shaula.” A bit of carapace on the sand turned to dust. And it didn’t stop there. It spread to every piece. The severed tail, the severed pincer, the legs held down by demon beasts, and the head that Natsuki Subaru was cradling
human
Subaru:  Tried to gather the bits of the fading being he held in his arms.
gpt
Beatrice:  “…I suppose she completed her role.” Beatrice said softly.
human
Beatrice:  That adorable spirit watched sadly as the demon beast—no, the fellow artificial spirit like her—crumbled away after sacrificing herself so much to fulfill her role.
gpt
Subaru:  This wasn’t death. This was the inescapable result of her role as the Pleiades Watchtower’s star guardian. Today was a day that was bound to come at some point.
human
Subaru:  “Then…if we…” If they hadn’t come, would she still have been here? Would she have continued waiting here forever for someone who was never going to return…?
gpt
Julius:  “…Subaru, you, of all people, should know that question is an insult to her.”
human
Julius:  “And regret is not what you should feel.” The knight spoke, having already sheathed his sword and readjusted his bloody and sand-covered clothes. It was cold, but he was entirely correct.
gpt
Subaru:  Gritting his teeth, hiding how much he hated how right Julius was, Subaru sighed deeply. And he hugged the woman who had been all alone for so long even harder.