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Kaiser:  At the last moment, though, someone yanked him backward by the nape of his neck and saved him.
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Kaito:  Kaito was about to call out Hina’s name, but he was mistaken because he turned around and found Kaiser. “…Kaiser?”
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Kaiser:  “Your foe may be the eminent Diablo, but so long as you are my contractor, I forbid you from allowing yourself to be unceremoniously consumed, O unworthy master of mine! To think, though, that it would come to this… I’d stayed on the sidelines, thinking the situation trifling, but this, truly, is proof that I was a fool! Ah, how vexing!” As he bayed, the Kaiser flung Kaito into the air. Then the supreme hound vanished.
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Hina:  Hina, who’d rushed up close, barely managed to catch Kaito, with large tears welling up in her emerald eyes. “Master Kaito, I know how you feel! I…I, too, desperately don’t want to let Elisabeth go! But please, you have to endure it. You’re so wounded…” She squeezed him tight with all her might.
human
Kaito:  “Hina… I’m sorry. I just…” As he rubbed Hina’s back, Kaito took another look at their surroundings.
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Vlad:  Vlad had moved over to where the two pillars stood. His arms were spread wide, and his eyes were glittering as he gazed at the Torture Princesses’ transformations. “It’s magnificent… It’s the peak of beauty, the apex of ugliness… Truly, ‘magnificent’ is the only way to describe it.” His face was as innocent as a child watching a meteor shower. However, his expression suddenly took a more serious turn as he began rapidly coming back to his senses, starting to think. “…Still, though… Hmm…” While he did, the Torture Princesses continued transforming. Their engorged wings and briars slipped down under the icy ground, eroding it away. The milky-white sky quickly grew muddied as well. The rainbow film froze over into a leaden gray. The God and Diablo pillars spread out their arms, ever wider, ever farther.
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Lute:  Hearing a trembling voice, Kaito looked down as Lute was cowering on the ground, his tail completely curled up. However, he was holding Izabella firmly. “Is this…the end? At this rate… At this rate, everything will come to an end. How can we stand up to such a thing?” Words tumbled weakly from Lute’s mouth as he stared at the growing horrors before them.