human
Ram:  Pummeled all over by countless blows, Lye went flying backward with a cough of blood. Chasing after him, Ram rode the wind she created beneath her feat, leaping high into the air.
gpt
Lye:  "Hee-hee!" Lye swung both legs upward, as if to catch Ram.
human
Ram:  The next moment, a distortion in space touched Ram’s shoulder, leaving a shallow cut on her clothes and skin—an invisible blade in midair, an impudent trap born of wind magic left behind for her. "Something like this—"
gpt
Lye:  "You think you can blow it away with a gust of wind? Nope, nope, nope! That’s fixed in space right there! Even you can’t brush it aside, Sister. Too bad!" Reading her intent, Lye kicked off the air with a bloody grin on his face. He wasn’t actually kicking space but using the blade that had cut Ram’s shoulder to walk through the air—a foothold whose position only he knew. Using them, he freely leaped all around the spiral staircase that covered so much of the tower.
human
Ram:  "—Clairvoyance." Even if it was impossible to perceive them with her eyes, it was simple enough to deduce their locations using the trap-setter’s eyes. And so Ram used the exact same footholds, leaping out overhead even faster than Lye.
gpt
Lye:  "Hah! Aha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Are you kidding? Seriously, sister? !"
human
Ram:  "You sound almost like Barusu. Thank you, that removes any hesitation I had to slap you down." Ram mercilessly brought her heel down on Lye’s unpleasant, stunned face. "Now, how many times will you taste the sole of my shoes until you fall down?"
gpt
Lye:  Lye groaned as his nose was crushed and his small body spun in midair.
human
Ram:  What stopped his ascent was Ram’s kick, sending him straight down. And following up, Ram raised her hands upward, generating a wind to descend rapidly, landing a second, third, and fourth kick to Lye’s face as he fell. Mercilessly, she shattered his nose, teeth, jaw, and forehead with each blow. Every time he called Ram sister with that grin of his was repulsive. "Well? Do you regret it?" Deftly controlling herself in midair, Ram rested her feet on his face and chest.
gpt
Lye:  Not answering, Lye furrowed his bloody face in annoyance as he tried to swing the swords in his hands.
human
Ram:  But in that moment, Ram’s hands slashed, dislocating both of his arms at the shoulder. No matter how amazing his techniques, he couldn’t swing his arms with joints that didn’t work. "Well? Do you regret it?" Looking down at his wide-eyed, stunned face, Ram asked again. Staring into his eyes, she looked for a sign of fear. Engraving that into him was her goal. The dread, pain, and a sense of defeat so that he felt he couldn’t go against her. But it wasn’t for something so small as mere revenge. "Rem…" To get her back. And all the countless other victims of Gluttony as well. To return all those who had had their names and memories, their histories stolen away from them.