human
Garfiel:  So Garfiel had enough mercy in him to listen to Otto’s last words.
gpt
Otto:  “I may have induced you to…but you have disturbed these woods quite a bit on your way here, Garfiel.”
human
Garfiel:  “—The hell?”
gpt
Otto:  “The residents whose homes you have disturbed say this. —You must be punished.” He touched a hand to his belly as he sat up. Then, as Otto spoke, the air around him was enveloped by light. This was an accumulation of mana so vast that it became visible to the naked eye. Those cooperating with Otto had allotted him the building blocks of magical energy—all for the sake of a single, grand blow.
human
Garfiel:  Garfiel realized that something was wrong. He bared his fangs. He moved. But it was too late.
gpt
Otto:  “—Al Dona.” Otto chanted, relaying the mana filling the forest through his own Gate, causing it to interfere with the world around him. The explosively welling magical energy sank into the earth, creating a flow of sediment with enough intensity to pulverize the trees. This incredible force danced toward Garfiel, who was standing atop the ground, smashing him all at once with the violence of its sheer mass.
human
Garfiel:  “Gaaghhhhh—! !” His howl echoed into the sky until even this was swallowed by the wave of sediment and crushed.
gpt
Otto:  As a result of employing magic that should have been beyond his reach in this lifetime, Otto was out of breath. He had combined tool and trap to create a weapon. Garfiel had swallowed Otto’s scheme hook, line and sinker.