human
Ram:  From within the room, Ram was shooting Subaru a hate-filled look as she trained her palm toward him. "If you know something, spill it!"
gpt
Subaru:  "Wait, Ram! I…!" Can’t, Subaru was about to say, but the word died instantly on his lips, since he knew what would befall him. But he was coming up empty for any way to kick that can down the road.
human
Ram:  With Subaru holding his tongue, Ram shot him another gust of wind as a warning of what would follow.
gpt
Narration:  Had he been able to calmly assess the matter, he would have called it a Blade of Wind. Wind magic—magic that inflicted cuts like the whirlwind monsters of lore. The sharp slice had enough power to leave a cut on the floor between Subaru and Rem, slice the door in half, and stop right at Subaru’s cheek; such was the power she threatened him with.
human
Narration:  If that hit him full force—faced with the phenomenon before his eyes, Subaru forgot to breathe.
gpt
Beatrice:  Beatrice extended her cream-colored palm in front of Subaru and countered the Blade of Wind. "—I am one who keeps her promises." She gave her raised palm a small shake, as if that were no great feat, as she looked back at Ram. "I have made a promise to protect this man from harm while he stays at the manor."
human
Ram:  "Lady Beatrice…!" Whereas Beatrice’s demeanor was elegant, Ram bit her tongue with indignant anger.
gpt
Beatrice:  As Ram raged to the side, Beatrice looked up at Roswaal, still standing right beside them. "Roswaal. Your maid is being quite rude to your guest."
human
Roswaal:  "Certainly. I find that sinceeerely unfortunate. If possible, I wooould like to welcome him anew as my guest, as soon as he breathes out what he is holding within, to feel all the lighter."
gpt
Beatrice:  "How could he be involved in this matter, I wonder? He was in the archive of forbidden books all night."
human
Roswaal:  "This is too grave a matter to simply drop. Surely you cooomprehend this?"
gpt
Narration:  With negotiations having failed, Roswaal shrugged and raised his palms into the air. Subaru saw the multiple orbs of differing colors that floated from his palms. They were red and blue, yellow and green—even Subaru, untrained in the ways of magic, understood that those four colors represented magical power. Their beautiful glows contained energy beyond his imagination.
human
Beatrice:  "It is just like you to engage in petty tricks. Just because you have a little talent, a little more power than others, a pedigree just a little finer than others, you need to flaunt in others’ faces… You are quite a child, I will have you know."
gpt
Roswaal:  "How very haaarsh of you. Is the difference between we, who walk about normally, and you, passing time in a room where time has stopped, sooo great? Perhaaaps we should put it to the test."
human
Narration:  He could feel the magical tension between them making the very air twist. Subaru was becoming a third wheel as hostility rose.