human
Woman:  "!” The woman took a direct kick straight to the torso, sending her body flying backward with ease. With her ribs already broken and her internal organs already crushed, it would not have been strange had she died from the pain from being slashed and pounded like that alone. But even as fresh blood coursed from the prone woman, a broken, laughing voice also escaped her. —Her life had not been extinguished. Her fighting spirit was undiminished. Her nature was unsalvageable for all eternity.
gpt
Woman:  “Tch! It’s just one thing after another!”
human
Garfiel:  Just as Garfiel was preparing to launch a follow-up attack, demon beasts cut across the battlefield to bear down upon him. Mice with black wings, large ferocious dogs with mottled patterns on their bodies, and a horde of two-headed snakes burning with rage for their slain kin—plus one back-in-action enormous pile of boulders aptly called a Rock Pig—all came rushing at him.
gpt
Frederica:  “Garf! I’ll handle those!”
human
Garfiel:  Right as Garfiel braced himself against the demon beasts aiming to land a surprise attack, the monsters were ripped asunder somewhere behind him. There was no time to turn around, but he could still tell that Frederica’s ferocious attacks were mowing their foes down. All that remained was for Garfiel to deal with the one charging at him with a frame large enough to rival the whole mansion.
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Meili:  “Get pancaked! !” Receiving Meili’s command, the Rock Pig bounded forward with its woefully short four legs, leaping toward him. No longer was this simply a charging beast; it had transformed into a projectile with the mass of a falling building. No single person had the power to withstand such a blow—which was precisely what the monster’s instincts cried out. Spreading and firmly planting both feet, Garfiel called upon the full force of his blessing of the earth spirit. The blessing of the soil conveyed through the soles of his feet made the tendons and muscles of his entire body swell and throb—the blood lurking within him burst forth as his flesh changed form.
human
Garfiel:  “—Ooooooo!! !” The booming roar of his soul was not directed outward; it reverberated within his own flesh and blood. His abominable, difficult-to-accept bloodline had been a constant and not always welcome part of his life. Now, of his own volition, he summoned it forth, seized control of it, and turned it into raw power to carve out his own destiny. His skeleton creaked and groaned as it transformed. His neck, his torso, and his head were changing into those of a beast. A great golden tiger’s mane sprouted as his clothes burst apart, unable to withstand the pressure. But the shields attached to both his arms remained in place, now looking like bangles on swelling arms that appeared to be violence incarnate, rivaling even the Rock Pig in stature.
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Narrator:  “!!! !” The two males—or rather, the beasts collided. The impact was felt across the mansion, spawning an explosive sound that ripped through the air.