human
Kaito:  Kaito cast a sidelong glance at the whelp. Its emerald scales glittered as it spun around in the air. Each time it twirled, it lashed out with its tail. A blow from that looked to be about as powerful as one from a blackjack from Kaito’s old world.
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Whelp:  "Kyoon!" the whelp cried as it puffed out its chest.
human
Kaito:  Upon seeing the vigor with which the whelp was making its claim, Kaito nodded in conviction. "Looks like this guy’s our culprit."
gpt
Lute:  “Aye, no doubt. Excellent work, you!”
human
Kaito:  “Dunno if that’s really something you should be complimenting it for.”
gpt
Hina:  “Excuse me, Mr. Whelp, but why did you knock out the lookout and then stay here?”
human
Whelp:  “Kyoon!” By means of answering Hina’s question, the whelp let out a loud cry. Then, with a chomp, it tore off Yah Llodl’s ear. After tossing it up in the air and catching it in its mouth, it gobbled the dead flesh down.
gpt
Kaito:  Kaito and Lute openly grimaced.
human
Whelp:  Apparently done trying to cheer them up, the whelp shot into the air like a bullet. Then, without a moment’s hesitation, it began flying off into the silvery atmosphere. For a second, it turned back toward Kaito and the others. It seemed to want them to follow it. Kaito was reminded of the chunk of bone-in meat that had been left behind at the castle. It looked as though, just like back then, the Butcher had predicted their movements once more and had sent the whelp to guide them. He was clearly trying to send them somewhere. Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing was still anyone’s guess. Either way, our only real option is to follow it. Knowing that, Kaito steeled his resolve. Leaving the corpse and unconscious lookout behind them, they all took off at a run. Then, following the distant whelp, they began making their way down the pearly hill. The whelp looked like it was flying aimlessly. Its wings were comprised of thin bone and membrane, and it flapped them to fly high up into the milky-white, rainbow-tinged sky. Then it would glide for a while. It seemed to be rather enjoying its travels. However, for those trying to follow it, the wasteful movements in its flight path were the source of a great deal of stress. Kaito’s displeasure was painted all across his face.