human
Subaru:  He couldn’t speak now because, like an idiot, he had swallowed mouthfuls of sand to try to stave off the head-splitting pain.
gpt
Subaru:  “…W…hy…?” The only voice he managed to force out was weak, barely as strong as a mosquito’s buzz. It was all because of his mistake. He had been impatient. He had been uneasy and unsure, too. And as a result of all that, his judgment had been off, leading to the situation they were in. Ram and the rest had been caught up in it all because of his stupidity. So why are you—?
human
Ram:  "—It’ll make Rem cry.” That quiet answer was all Ram said. Ram was standing there for the sake of the little sister she couldn’t remember, to protect the person her little sister who she couldn’t remember loved.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru couldn’t understand what drove her to go that far. But even so, there was something he did know. At this rate, Ram would die. And Subaru would, too. There was no escaping that.
human
Centaur:  The centaur roared and created two new flame swords in its hands. Or since they didn’t look like swords, maybe they were supposed to be hammers or axes or something. Either way, it was wielding two flame weapons. It would use them to cut through Ram, who was so small in comparison to it, and then it would scorch Subaru, too.
gpt
Subaru:  “…C-come on. There has to be something, right?” In the face of impending death, he reached out his hand from the depths of his pain. Rebelling against the pain, he scraped the bottom of his barrel. It was unrealistic to expect any help from someone else. Berating himself for those sorts of fantasies, Subaru looked for some sort of plan within himself. That was also obviously not very realistic, but there was at least some possibility to it. “Come on. C’mon. Get your ass up…” Slipping inside himself, he reached out into his murky body, pushing his way through the writhing, dark thoughts, seeking a way out of the hopeless scenario from inside himself. Not the invisible hand that he had overused, something different, something new to get through the pinch. But his determined resolve was—
human
Centaur:  "—Ahh." Before his desperate struggle could yield any results, the centaur raised its swords. The flames crossed over its head before flying toward Ram. It was a slash that scorched the very air itself, and it would mercilessly cut into her slender body, sending her flying, igniting her, erasing her feelings, her life, turning everything to ash.  As he saw that scene about to unfold, Subaru cried out at his powerlessness—