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Puck:  —Using a magic crystal as a catalyst, the weather had been changed, causing snow to fall upon the Sanctuary. This had been Roswaal’s aim, the act he had intended to perform in adherence to what was written in his book of knowledge. Preventing this from happening was why Ram and Puck had joined together, and they had even succeeding in consigning the book of knowledge to the flame. But their plan had fallen one step short of catching up to Roswaal’s meticulousness.
human
Roswaal:  “—You got us good. You’d already made preparations to call the snow clouds before the battle had even begun, didn’t you? All you needed to do after was to drag it out.”
gpt
Puck:  “The snow will fall. It’ll be just as Subaru feared. I’m going to head off and postpone the worst.”
human
Puck:  “Roswaal, you’re really something. You’re an amazing magic user. So far as I know, there is probably no human who has honed himself as much as this. But you know what, though?” The floating spirit rose higher, turning his back to Roswaal, the harbinger of the snow clouds.
gpt
Puck:  “No matter how far you go, you’re still human—you’ll never be like that devil.” As the spirit flew off, his voice became distant, and his presence vanished, leaving behind only a soft glow.