human
La Christoph:  “We have to…we have to believe in that.”
gpt
Beastfolk Princess:  “Very well, then. If humanity wishes to sacrifice themselves for their faith, then far be it from us to stop them.” A husky, feral voice spoke up. The first imperial princess of the beastfolk licked her lips. Sharp claws glittered atop her fingers as she tapped on the round table’s surface. “Your proposal for a unified line of defense among the three races is hereby rejected. And while we’re at it, let’s annul the peace treaty, too. And while we focus our own defenses, we’ll move in on the human territories, too. We have a right to revenge, after all. And the Saint is already in our grasp. This way, we can mount a resistance against the pillars and wipe out humanity, just the way you want it.”
human
Vyade:  “Sister, you’re making a terrible decision! Declaring war at a time like this? You may excel at battle, sister, and even with the recent loss of your elite troops, your army is no doubt still strong. But do you truly believe that you can accomplish both those things without suffering crippling losses? Your ambitions will leave the forest barren. How can you not see that?”
gpt
Beastfolk Princess:  "Be quiet, Vyade! Who do you think you’re taking that tone with?! We’ve remained silent for too long. Letting this opportunity pass us by would mar our pride as beastfolk!" The first imperial princess’s indignation shut Vyade right up. Her approval among the people served as her sole weapon. The actual authority she wielded was comparatively slim. Now was not the time to descend into bickering.