gpt
Kaito:  Before them stood a blood-soaked suit of armor. It resembled the moving suits of armor installed throughout the castle, but just barely peering out from beneath the rusty bloodstains on its chest was a white lily coat of arms.
human
Elisabeth:  Elisabeth let out a murmur, her voice tinged with pity. "Hello, transfigured paladin.”
gpt
Paladin:  “Uorrrgh, uorrr… Gah, graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah… Blagh, blegh, blargh—”
human
Kaito:  Kaito and the others hadn’t done anything yet. But in spite of that fact, the blood spurted forcefully from the openings in the paladin’s helmet. It would appear that all the blood staining his silver armor had come from his own mouth. Upon catching a glimpse of the man’s eyes through his helmet’s eyeholes, Kaito gasped. The man’s left eye had ruptured, and a number of pink sacs were dangling from his neck and pulsating. It looked like some sort of strange, parasitic plant was growing off him. But the truth was even more revolting. The sacs were made up of the man’s own engorged flesh.
gpt
Paladin:  “Uorrr… Ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” With a shout, the paladin hoisted up his weapon. They normally used swords, but his had been replaced with a crude battle-ax. It looked far too heavy for a normal paladin to wield properly. Before charging at them, the paladin held his battle-ax directly at Kaito and the other two. Even in his current state, he was still making sure to pay respect to his foes.
human
Kaito:  “…!” Kaito involuntarily bit down on his lip. Normally, that was a gesture one would perform with a sword. Perhaps due to haziness stemming from his hunger for pain, the paladin firmly believed himself to be holding a sword. It was, in a word, pitiful.
gpt
Hina:  “Master Kaito…”
human
Kaito:  “Yeah, he’s beyond help.” Kaito says. Even if they left him alive, there was no way to save people who’d undergone transformations like that.