human
Ram:  “…You are contradicting yourself. Even if your feelings are as you say… No, especially if they are, I cannot comprehend your reason for turning against me at this juncture. If events deviate from the book, I… So why? !”
gpt
Ram:  “That is why it must be now. It is only now that Barusu, Lady Emilia, and Garf have shaken Master Roswaal’s heart to the point that I have a chance, likely to never come again.”
human
Ram:  “Using this one, final opportunity, I shall steal you from your obsession with the Witch—” Ram internally mocked herself when she realized she loved even that expression of his. There was no cure for this disease called love. The only path left to her was to forsake her passion until the moment of her death.
gpt
Ram:  “—Great Spirit!”
human
Puck:  “Very well—after all, in addition to my beloved daughter, I’m also the ally of all maidens in love.”
gpt
Ram:  Ram responded to Puck’s call. Ram howled, not bothering to listen to flippant words unworthy of her ears. Instantly, a freezing windstorm whipped around the forest. The time of the final gamble had arrived.