human
Subaru:  He flipped head over heels, losing track of which way was up. Subaru couldn’t comprehend what had happened. An incredible blow slammed into his head and, after a few moments in the air, his entire body crashed into something. At that point, he stopped feeling anything. It took his intermittent conscious thoughts an ill-defined amount of time to catch up and realize he was lying on the floor, limbs splayed. A large volume of some kind of viscous liquid poured out from his nose.
gpt
Priscilla:  “What you have is neither loyalty nor faithfulness. It is filthier than that. It is a dog’s existence and a pig’s greed. A lazy pig that wants, wants, wants. A swine’s greed is the most unsightly of all.” Neither the ringing in his ears nor his nausea would stop. The inside of his skull was spinning. He heard Priscilla’s voice from somewhere, but the details weren’t sinking into his head.
human
Priscilla:  “Even if you drive off the Witch Cult, I shall destroy your camp by my own hand for harboring such a beast. I have reached this decision based on your thoughtless actions.” As he lay down, she gripped his collar and violently lifted up his body. When his torso was raised, more blood flowed out of Subaru’s nose. Subaru coughed, finding it hard to breathe as she insulted him mercilessly at close range. “—Take pride in this. It is you who has invited that woman’s—Emilia’s—destruction.” She thrust him away at full force, and Subaru’s body rolled and slid all the way to the entrance.
gpt
Priscilla:  “—Aldebaran!” When she yelled in a sharp voice, the sole door to the outside opened from the other side.
human
Al:  Al poked his face in and looked at Subaru, who was covered in blood by the door. “What in the world happened here…?”
gpt
Priscilla:  “Throw out this repulsive fool. Or cut him in half, I care not.”
human
Al:  "Well, I sure care… Hey, c’mon, bro.” Without a single word of rebuttal to his enraged master, Al easily hoisted up the fallen Subaru and passed through the door. But on his way out, he gently turned his face toward Priscilla in the center of the room. “Don’t be so angry, Princess. Violence ruins your pretty face, y’know?”
gpt
Priscilla:  “If you do not wish me to break your broken visage even further, take him and go. I will not say it again, Aldebaran.”
human
Al:  “Like I said, don’t call me that.” Quick on his feet, Al descended the stairs with Subaru over his shoulder and spoke in a considerate voice. “Anyway, it’s best if you get out while the going’s good. It’s Princess. If she changes her mind, it’s not unthinkable for her to tell me to cut you down. Get out of here while she still thinks it’s all right to not kill you.”
gpt
Subaru:  “A-huu…?”
human
Al:  “This…is bad. I’ll call the young lady you brought with you. Just get outside, okay?” Al shrugged at the barely conscious Subaru, a deft feat under the circumstances.