human
Wilhelm:  "As for me, I’ll take revenge for Libre.”
gpt
Roswaal:  “So be it, then. Valga, I require your good fortune in battle.”
human
Valga:  “Right. I appreciate your help. Although I’m not sure about all the details.”
gpt
Sphinx:  Sphinx, given leave, cocked her head at Valga’s parting words. But then the witch floated up through the destroyed ceiling without saying anything further.
human
Roswaal:  “Sphinx…!” Roswaal shouted angrily.
gpt
Wilhelm:  Wilhelm gestured to the hallway with his sword. “You follow the witch. Bring those kids catnapping in the corridor.”
human
Roswaal:  Roswaal’s eyes widened with a glance at Valga’s hulking form. “You mean to take Valga on alone? Like that? I don’t think thaaat’s possible, do you?”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “We can’t let the witch get away. And you’re not going to fight Valga with your fists or a shield. Carol specializes in deflecting things with her blade, and that won’t help, either. You have to get in there and cut him down. He’s mine.” Wilhelm, his sword now pointed once more at the giant, exuded an immense battle aura.
human
Roswaal:  “You really are something. If we both make it back safely, I might practically kiss you.”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “Forget the creepy chatter and just go.”
human
Roswaal:  “So cold, though. Perhaps your heart belongs to someone else?” Roswaal said, ignoring the circumstances long enough to tease Wilhelm.
gpt
Wilhelm:  He only snorted. He certainly wasn’t going to tell her that, just for an instant, the image of a red-haired girl had flashed through his mind. “Best of luck.”
human
Roswaal:  “Yeah. You be sure to kill her.”
gpt
Wilhelm:  With these deadly words, the two vowed to fight, and then Roswaal retreated quickly from the chapel. Wilhelm assumed she had grabbed their two companions from the hallway and gone upstairs to battle Sphinx. Whether or not the three of them could best the witch depended on them. Wilhelm didn’t realize that this was, in its own way, a kind of trust. “I don’t have time to be worrying about anyone else, anyway.” Wilhelm muttered, sinking into a fighting stance.
human
Valga:  “Don’t overestimate yourself, boy. Do you think one as lowly as yourself can really stop me from getting what I want?” He made a sweep with one gigantic arm.
gpt
Wilhelm:  The Sword Devil dodged it, trusting in his own skills. The corners of his mouth turned up. “If you’re strong enough, you’ll get by me. If you’re weak, I’ll crush you. That’s all there is to it. The strength of your ideals has nothing to do with it.” He stepped in and brought the ax down with all his might. One end of the twin blade caught the blow and then cracked under a force that it couldn’t withstand. The ax bit into the serpent’s body, sending scales and blood flying.
human
Libre:  Libre reeled backward. “Grraaahhhhhh! !” Though the wounded creature made not a sound, Bordeaux flew at him with a cry. He swung the heavy battle-ax like an extension of his arms, cutting with the blade and following up with the hilt.