human
Ram:  "I’ll be an old lady by the time you reach me.” By peeking at her opponent’s vision with Clairvoyance, she could preemptively foil any attacks. Grabbing the five fingers thrusting toward her, she bent them backward, then drove her elbow into his neck. She topped it all off with a roundhouse kick that sent him hurtling into the wall.
gpt
Lye:  “Kah…”
human
Ram:  “Though even in old age, I would still be cute.” She grabbed him by the collar and heaved him up, only to bash his head into the ground. And then she slammed her heel down on his face, smashing his nose. Cleanly evading his outstretched arms, she hammered him with a barrage of wind blades from a distance.
gpt
Lye:  “—Giiiaaaaaa!! !”
human
Ram:  “Such a hideous cry for such a pretty face.” As blood spurted from the cuts running up and down his body, Lye backed away. His body kept shifting without settling on any one form, but from start to finish, from the neck up, he wore a familiar face. The sight made Ram want to vomit. That wouldn’t be very elegant, though, so she refrained from actually doing it.
gpt
Lye:  “” Bleeding terribly, Lye charged without any particular skill or technique. More precisely, he was probably using some sort of impossibly masterful move. He had probably merged the abilities of various incredible individuals, creating a technique that no one could emulate. Ram crushed those attacks optimized from so many different angles with sheer fighting skill that surpassed them all. A hundred, a thousand grand techniques, crushed by the strength of a billion. That was what this battle had become. Unlike with Subaru, Ram’s connection with Rem was familiar and comfortable. She removed another two limiters. She was probably at around 50 percent of when she was in her prime—actually, considering how much she had developed since then, she was probably stronger now. And not succumbing to that power was Ram’s strength.
human
Ram:  “Breaking my horn turned out to be for the best.” Were it not for that night, she might have given in to the lure of her horn someday. She would have liked to say it was impossible, but she couldn’t answer that with any certainty. So Ram held her head high, proud of the path she had walked, choosing to believe it was right. Thanks to losing her horn, she managed not to become the Oni that she so despised. “Besides, if that night never happened, I would never have been able to meet Lord Roswaal. That isn’t ideal.” After coming to the conclusion that there was nothing better than the route she had taken, Ram thrust her palm forward. Lye appeared from space, right in front of where she thrust her hand. As the shock of having his path read spread across his face, she grabbed him by it again. "You can’t leap again so soon, right? I’m bored of your tricks. And your face, too.”
gpt
Lye:  “Wai—!”
human
Ram:  “No,” Ram fired back coolly.