human
Garfiel:  Then, gloom fell over Garfiel’s face. "—Enough." He wove that single word with a raspy voice.
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Otto:  Otto and Ram simultaneously knit their brows.
human
Garfiel:  In front of the pair, Garfiel seemed to hug both his shoulders as he balled up his body and howled. "!" The bestial roar, which seemed to echo across the entirety of the Sanctuary, made the very air shudder.
gpt
Otto:  The sudden appearance of a fiendish beast, its entire body covered in golden fur, struck Otto with the force of a gale. But his body did not tremble. Nor did he shudder. Perhaps he was simply all out of fear.
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Ram:  Moreover, right beside him, he saw a pleasant smile come over the face of Ram. "Garf’s easy-to-understand decision is mistaken. —In this match, victory belongs to us."
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Otto:  You Serious…? Otto internally retorted, forgetting his usual formal manner of speech.
human
Ram:  At that very Otto’s side, Ram lightly hopped from heel to heel, repeating the warm-up exercise several times over. After that, she walked straight ahead toward the enormous beast, her gait looking as if she was out on a pleasant stroll.
gpt
Otto:  "Wait a—! Miss Ram? !" Her bold action made Otto’s eyes bulge.
human
Ram:  However, Ram did not cease her feet as she moved in front of the ferocious tiger. Garfiel, transformed into a fiendish beast, had no glint of reason left within his eyes. To the beast, she was not a lovely girl standing before him, but a weak, fragile being—a walking mass of soft flesh. The beast reacted accordingly, smashing its upraised claw onto the small, pathetic figure. That instant—
gpt
Ram:  "Too weak, Garf. —Who do you think you are facing?" As Ram crouched, evading the bestial claw, she spoke words of pity as she slammed her fist into the beast’s wide-open lower jaw. It was a slender, delicate girl’s fist—and with this, she sent the ferocious creature flying high into the air with all the force of a cannonball.
human
Garfiel:  "—? !"
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Ram:  "I wonder, have you won against Ram in a fistfight even once?" The beast turned over in midair, landing upon the ground. The beast understood that the girl was not helpless prey. Raging wildly, it leaped, four limbs lashing out…only to sustain another punch to the face, crashing to the ground once more.
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Otto:  "No way." The astonishing scene left Otto unwittingly gaping. Even to an amateur’s eyes, Ram clearly had the upper hand, using their difference in physical stature to circle into her opponent’s blind spots; the terrifying beast was waving its burly arms without the slightest technique, hitting nothing but air as the one-sided pounding continued.
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Otto:  "It…it’s working! With this, Garfiel can be…!" Never mind buying time—did this development not bring outright victory within sight? As if to bolster that glimmer, Ram plunged her fist into the side of the tiger’s face. Snapping back from the sheer force, the beast kicked up a cloud of dirt as it was sent flying in spectacular fashion.