human
Otto:  Captured by a group with strange looks in their eyes, Otto firmly believed that his misfortune had reached its zenith. Separated from Fulfew, Otto was rolled up in a mat in a cold cave, despairing amid its tranquility. Despair. Yes, he despaired. For the first time in his life, Otto despaired. After all, at the time, the power of Otto’s blessing had completely abandoned him. He rested his hopes on his blessing, seeking the aid of living creatures in the forest and the cave so that he might search for a way to escape, intending to use that nostalgic hell to find a way out. —But in that place, he could not hear a single word of the hellish chorus he had found so irritating. It was an overwhelming quiet of a sort he had never before tasted. In that silence, Otto, resigned to hell, found out what hell truly was. It was then that he understood that true silence was the sound made by the footsteps of impending death. "This is the end." Otto thought. Strength drained from his limbs, and light vanished from his eyes. Without having accomplished a single thing, he would pathetically meet his end in a cold cave. —And then, that despair suddenly came to an end.
gpt
Dog-man:  "The hell? Thought them Witch Cultists were indiscriminate! They playin’ around or somethin’? !" A great voice echoed through the cave, bringing Otto, on the edge of oblivion, back to reality.
human
Otto:  Lifting his face, he called out for aid with a raspy voice.
gpt
Dog-man:  "Bro, ya got some good luck! If we hadn’t come ’ere, those guys would’ve killed ya for sure! Ya better give our boy general a big ol’ thanks!” He speaks in the Kararagi dialect.
human
Otto:  "B-boy general…?"
gpt
Dog-man:  "Our commandin’ officer’s still a kid, so boy general! And your savior, bro!"
human
Otto:  "R-right…u-understood. Thank you very much. Then, I must also offer my…"
gpt
Dog-man:  The dog-man before his eyes had a look of surprise trained toward Otto. Without Otto understanding what the reaction meant, the dog-man pulled a white hand towel from his pocket and tossed it over. "Hey, if ya gonna cry, cry where people can’t see. A man can’t be cryin’ in front of people."
human
Otto:  "Er, erm…c-cry?"
gpt
Dog-man:  "Tears are what ya use to clean yer heart! They say that in Kararagi a lot. Gah-ha-ha-ha-hah!" That was all the dog-man said before turning his back to Otto out of consideration.
human
Otto:  Clueless, Otto touched the towel he had received to his own face—it was then that he finally became aware of his tears. His tears were trickling, falling out. The instant he became aware of that, their force began to increase all at once. "Ah, da…wh-what—why is…why is…!" Otto pressed the hand towel to his face, desperately resisting the ceaseless torrent of tears. He did not know why they poured out.