gpt
Garfiel:  “Don’t wanna stay long in this place.” Garfiel murmured as, within his chest, the sound of his heartbeats gradually sped up. Go to the back, and the Trial was there. As a half-blood, Garfiel held the qualification to challenge it; as night came, the tomb’s lighting came on, as if to welcome its challenger.
human
Garfiel:  “…Pathetic. That’s what I came all this way here to find out, damn it.” Dwelling on that sound logic, he scorned the timidity of his own heart.