human
Emilia:  —I’m alone. I was separated from everyone else and now I’m in the middle of enemy territory.
gpt
Emilia:  “There is a chapel right next to the tower, so that means this should be the tower in the third district. With so many Archbishops here, it should be useful to know which one is in which tower.”
human
Emilia:  “If they can just tell who is where, though, then they should be able to think of a way to pull it off.”
gpt
Emilia:  Putting a massive amount of trust in that assessment, Emilia leaped down from the roof in order to carry out her role. The hem of her white dress fluttered in the wind as she used a scaffold of ice to clamber down. Emilia flew down the control tower, enjoying that one small blessing.