human
Subaru:  However, if you disregarded her moving only in straight lines at low accuracy, the speed of Sloth, flying like a human cannonball, was butting against a hundred. It wasn’t much of a difference, but Subaru couldn’t shake her off at that range. At that rate, with her looking down at them, they’d be wonderful targets for her sniping. Furthermore, Subaru lacked the means to reach the madwoman as she moved far overhead. "Can’t go back to the village. With her like that, no way we can draw her back now."
gpt
Subaru:  Besides, Subaru would be at an even greater disadvantage if she linked up with the Witch Cultists. Subaru was the only one who was still a good matchup against Sloth after being backed this far into a corner. "But at this rate, I’ll be hit sooner or—"
human
Subaru:  "—!" As soon as he said it, “sooner” came calling. A flying clump of brick hurled at them squarely connected with Patlash’s head, sending the leather helmet covering the top of the land dragon’s head flying. Her posture heavily tilted as blood poured from her head. Subaru bit back an anguished cry, earnestly pulling on the reins to keep them from bowling over.
gpt
Subaru:  "Patlash! !"
human
Subaru:  There was no way shouting to her would give her strength. It could not be so, but the way Patlash dramatically slammed the ground with her foot, refusing to tumble, he thought it just might be true. He’d have to praise the land dragon ten times as much for guts alone. But the flying rubble continued, and blood kept flowing. At that rate, victory was out of reach—
gpt
Subaru:  "After lasting this long, even if we get deep in the forest, at this rate…" Continuing the war of attrition had poor prospects, but he couldn’t find any leads for a counterattack if they didn’t buy some time. However, the damage just now had already stamped a time limit on Patlash. He couldn’t expect the same performance from her as before. If he was going to have a flash of inspiration, it needed to be that moment, because if not—
human
Subaru:  "—Just now…" Subaru bit his lip in anger at the absurdity of it all. That instant, he saw something out of place in the background of the forest they were passing through. The question of what it was tugged at his mind; the instant suitable information floated up, he pulled back on the reins. If things were as Subaru remembered, it was worth a shot. When a plan to achieve victory offered itself, you bit.
gpt
Subaru:  "Patlash, left!"
human
Patlash:  "—" Patlash was bleeding when Subaru gave the order. For a single moment, she shifted her eyes in that direction, as if to ask, Are you sane? and Are you sure about this? It was natural to wonder if he was sane. However, if sanity kept victory out of reach, madness was indispensable.