human
Roswaal:  "We can’t let her—!”
gpt
Roswaal:  "She has nooo hope of getting away at this point. Leave her to me." Roswaal stopped Carol before she could give pursuit and moved to finish the witch.
human
Roswaal:  Just before she disappeared into the hallway, Roswaal turned. "I thank you, Grimm Fauzen. Without you, I would never have been able to accomplish my mission. I apologize for having made light of you before. And, Carol, I’m sorry to you, too.”
gpt
Carol:  “—”
human
Grimm:  Grimm couldn’t have spoken at that moment even if his vocal cords had been in working order.
gpt
Carol:  "Y-you needn’t apologize to me! J-just deal with that thing!” Carol, for her part, turned red at Roswaal’s jibe.
human
Roswaal:  Roswaal nodded with her usual slightly detached look, then tapped the floor with her fingers. “I can still hear something from downstairs. You two go join our dear Wilhelm. I’ll meet you all later.” Then she sprinted into the corridor after Sphinx.
gpt
Grimm:  Behind her, Grimm and Carol nodded at each other and then went over to Bordeaux.
human
Bordeaux:  “So Libre and the witch are taken care of?”
gpt
Bordeaux:  “What about Wilhelm? What’s happening with him?”
human
Carol:  “He’s in the chapel fighting Valga Cromwell, who was turned into a massive giant by a spell,” Carol told him. “Honestly, I’m not sure he needs our help, but…” She seemed to have complicated feelings about the matter.
gpt
Carol:  She wasn’t being stubborn and refusing to help Wilhelm. Rather, she seemed to be speaking from a genuine knowledge of how powerful the Sword Devil was. But that didn’t change the fact that the two of them didn’t get along. It was possible that her excessive hostility had caused her to misjudge Wilhelm.
human
Bordeaux:  “—”
gpt
Bordeaux:  “…Hmph. Cheeky punk. But I guess that’s what makes you part of Zergev Squadron.”
human
Grimm:  Wordlessly, Grimm was holding out a hand to the kneeling Bordeaux.
gpt
Bordeaux:  He smiled broadly, took the proffered hand, and lifted his huge body to its feet. Hefting his battle-ax, he nodded at Carol, who looked at him wide-eyed.
human
Bordeaux:  “You’re right. Wilhelm—the Sword Devil—he’s more powerful than any of us. Much as I hate to admit it. But I don’t care. If he says he doesn’t need us, then we get to enjoy the show. But on the off chance he’s bitten off more than even he can chew…”
gpt
Carol:  “Yes? What then?”
human
Bordeaux:  “We’ll finally get to lend him a hand. The rest of us owe him more than enough favors!” Then Bordeaux thumped Carol happily on the shoulder and set off for the chapel at a run.
gpt
Grimm:  Grimm followed him, smiling at the befuddled young woman.