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Elisabeth:  "Well, if you despise being alone so badly, then I shall grant it to you. ’Tis my loss, O peerless fool. I give unto you my everything. Do with it as you please.” Crimson petals flitted through the air, then coalesced into a sphere. It soared away from Diablo’s pillar and floated gently through the sky. Then, all at once, the petals rushed between Kaito’s lips. His mouth filled with the sharp stink of rust and the taste of flesh. Understanding intuitively what it was, Kaito widened his eyes. He looked up at Elisabeth.
gpt
Elisabeth:  "Drink them down or spit them all up, the choice is yours to make. But do try to live on, Kaito. And when you do, save the world. Your strength is equal to the task, as is your needless determination. You are the greatest fool this world has to offer—and you are my dim-witted servant, my pride and joy.” Her voice sounded almost like someone trying to cheer up a dejected child.
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Kaito:  Kaito stared straight at Elisabeth. Then, with a gulp, he swallowed the petals down. The moment he did, he clutched at his chest, and his knees crumpled. He began violently heaving up blood.
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Hina:  “Master Kaito!”
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Lute:  “S-Sir Kaito!”
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Kaito:  “Geh… Urgh, ugh, gah, geh, blegh!” As he heard Hina and Lute cry out, Kaito collapsed in pain. Despite that, though, he looked up. He was weeping and coughing up blood, but he looked straight at Elisabeth. He lifted his trembling arm. Then he stuck his thumb up to say, Don’t worry. I received it.
human
Elisabeth:  Both of their faces were haggard, but they exchanged a smile. Elisabeth, having used all her strength, closed her eyes back up. In truth, she’d probably hit her limit long ago. She quickly lost consciousness. Jeanne’s eyes were still closed as well. However, the teleportation circle activated automatically. Kaito and the others had their vision covered by compound walls of crimson and gold, darkness and light. In the final moment before the world faded away, though, Kaito witnessed something. The pillars had begun undergoing even more radical change. A flock of black birds took off from Diablo’s. To be more specific, they weren’t birds at all. They had a variety of shapes and forms, but every one of them was an underling. Amid the growing tempest of pain raging within his body, a thought crossed Kaito’s mind.
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Kaito:  Oh man… The world’s gonna become hell, isn’t it? And the way things were going, everything was going to end.