human
Emilia:  If she had been even a split second slower to duck, she would have died. Whether it was the tail swipe earlier, this spatial distortion, or climbing the tower, Emilia had been through many brushes with death. But this was perhaps the most dangerous one yet.
gpt
Emilia:  “But everything managing to work out means I might be really lucky right now…!” Emilia interpreted the situation in a positive light as she slipped away from the dragon with a swift movement. If she didn’t stay positive, she might have collapsed because of all the changes going on around her. Because…
human
Volcanica:  “Satella.” Volcanica spread its wings again, facing her with unmistakable hostility. Just when it had seemed like it had come to its senses, the Holy Dragon had changed back. Not just back. It looked even more ready to fight than before.
gpt
Emilia:  “Icicle Line.” That meant there was no need for Emilia to hold back. She unleashed her magic power with renewed determination. The air cracked from the cold, and a white fog began to form. Even if this was the top floor high above the clouds, she still froze the world white around her. With a crack, an ice weapon slowly formed out of the ground. Drawing that spear, Emilia spun it around and thrust it forward. “But…” Looking straight into her opponent’s golden eyes, she wanted to believe that Volcanica’s response was a misunderstanding and a case of mistaken identity, since Volcanica’s eyes were filled with such grief-stricken sorrow.
human
Volcanica:  “Satella. Right, Satella. We must stop thou who wert reduced to the Witch of Jealousy.”
gpt
Emilia:  “…Were you friends?”
human
Volcanica:  “Had we not hesitated that day. Had we not hesitated, no one…” It didn’t answer her question. But Volcanica’s trembling voice sounded like an answer nonetheless. The dragon inhaled deeply, preparing another breath that would scorch the world.
gpt
Emilia:  Emilia stepped in, to hit that white scale before it came. If she couldn’t do that, there would be no saving her or anyone else. “—Subaru, Beatrice, Ram, Rem, Meili, Patrasche, Echidna, Julius, Anastasia, Shaula.” She thought of everyone who was going through such a difficult time in the tower. Everyone she had to help, everyone who raised their heads with the same goal as she had. Doing that, a swell of power that she didn’t know welled up inside her breast. “Witch of Jealousy, Satella!! !”
human
Emilia:  “No, you’re wrong. I’m Emilia, the Freezing Witch of the Great Elior Forest.” Emilia poured the new strength all through her body and answered the Holy Dragon, who was apparently mistaking her for someone who looked similar. The enemy was the Holy Dragon, but what of it? She had everyone with her. So… “—If nothing else, please remember that name!” The final phase of the battle enveloping the Pleiades Watchtower began with an explosion of light above and below the clouds.