human
Julius:  Julius grimaces in anguish.
gpt
Subaru:  "I cannot break that oath now!” “You swore with me to…protect Emilia… Pretty sick of me, I know." The reply Subaru wrung out of himself.
human
Julius:  "And you had something to speak to me about later."
gpt
Subaru:  “…Sorry. But no can do.”
human
Wilhelm:  "Wilhelm, don’t do anything rash…"
gpt
Wilhelm:  "I pushed myself to reach this point. I absolutely will not accept an end like—" Wilhelm was heavily wounded, having delayed treatment for his injuries to rush over with all haste.
human
Subaru:  Subaru gave a momentary, limp smile before leaving things in the hands of the last person. "Ferris, please."
gpt
Ferris:  "You can hate me for this, Subaru—I hate me, too." At Subaru’s words, Ferris—the person there who most hated the cruelty of life and death—nodded. He seemed to somehow have known he would be called upon. With tears in his eyes, he pointed a finger at Subaru. The gesture triggered an abnormality in Subaru’s core—namely, a scorching pain, as if his blood were being boiled, burning his entire body with unendurable heat.
human
Subaru:  “Ga—aaaa—! !” Hot. Hot. Hothothothothothothothothothot— His throat was hot. His eyes were hot. His body was hot. His tongue was hot. His nose was hot. His hands were hot. His ears were hot. His feet were hot. His blood was hot. His brain was hot. His bones were hot. His soul was hot. His life was hot. Hot, hot, hot. His blood was literally boiling, his internal organs were simmering, and the high-temperature steam his brain gave off clouded his vision.
gpt
Subaru:  “Aaaaaaa—? !” From somewhere other than his melting ears, he heard the echo of a death cry that was not his own. One body was inhabited by two minds. Naturally, burning the body meant burning the mind of the madman with it. There was no escape. At this rate, that soul, trapped in its vessel, would be sent straight to the afterlife. “—” He suffered, he writhed, he convulsed, and finally, his body could move no more. Petelgeuse could try his sore loser act again, but it wouldn’t work this time. Inside Subaru, his days were done.
human
Julius:  "Ferris! Why…?"
gpt
Ferris:  "No one else could do it, right? This is what Subawu wanted."
human
Julius:  "Even so, to inflict such pain on Sir Subaru like this—"
gpt
Ferris:  "—! Do you think I wanted to?!"