gpt
Narrator:  It was too crude a battle to be called a duel to the death.
human
Frederica:  “—Shiii!” Waving her right arm around, she repeatedly slammed through the opening created by one of the iron-skewer attacks.
gpt
Narrator:  The woman swung her body up and down, left and right, leisurely evading the flurry of attacks with the elegance of a leaf swaying in the wind.
human
Narrator:  When she leaped back to evade the black blade that had appeared, iron skewers flew at her in midair, giving her no chance to evade them.
gpt
Narrator:  Frederica’s arm, wrapped in thick fur and muscle, was easily penetrated by the sharp iron skewers.
human
Narrator:  Gritting her teeth at the pain, which felt like she had just been burned, Frederica swung her arm, sending the iron skewers flying.
gpt
Narrator:  It was not a fatal blow. Still, her wounds were gradually increasing, and her endurance was being whittled away.
human
Narrator:  Compared with Frederica’s labored breathing, the woman with the long, swaying triple braids was not even slightly out of breath.
gpt
Narrator:  The difference in their fighting strength was crystal clear.
human
Narrator:  The fact that Frederica was still alive simply meant her opponent wasn’t being serious, and—
gpt
The Woman:  “—What is this compulsion of yours to aim only below my breasts?”
human
The Woman:  "If you must ask, it’s my hobby, or perhaps, I should call it my way of life. I am the Bowel Hunter, after all. Spilling your innards is my creed.”
gpt
Narrator:  She had not spoken in jest. She was completely serious, something that made Frederica’s body shudder.
human
Narrator:  This was no joke.
gpt
Narrator:  The woman was serious. Nor was her calling this abnormality her creed a lie.
human
Narrator:  The fact that Frederica had barely managed to stay alive was because the woman had been aiming only for her abdomen.
gpt
The Woman:  “However, I do not have too much time to play. If possible, I must strip you of your limbs and go capture the girl from before. You get along so well; I think it would be nice to open you both side by side.”
human
Frederica:  “Unfortunately, your benevolence does not resonate with me whatsoever—! !”
gpt
Narrator:  She knew the woman was toying with her— Therefore, she had to settle this while she was still in a mood to play around.
human
Narrator:  Explosively launching off her hind legs, Frederica barreled toward the woman with speed she hadn’t revealed yet.
gpt
Narrator:  She’d hidden the transfiguration of her legs up to this point.