human
Grimm:  "Is that all it takes…?”
gpt
Wilhelm:  "Hey, Grimm.” The voice came from behind. He looked back, his heart in his throat. Wilhelm stood there. He was covered in a fresh layer of blood. He looked Grimm up and down, his mouth twisted into a frown.
human
Wilhelm:  “What are you doing here?” he asked. “I thought the squad made for the rear.”
gpt
Grimm:  “Y-you just went off on your own, and I came to stop you! Come on, let’s go back! We can’t just stand here alone, no matter how good you are…”
human
Wilhelm:  “I don’t need you to worry about me…but you do have the strength to survive. As only a coward does.”
gpt
Grimm:  Grimm found he could say nothing.
human
Wilhelm:  Wilhelm, however, looked at the other boy’s feet with a puzzled expression. “Grimm, what happened to that magic circle?”
gpt
Grimm:  “…It was glowing, and it gave me a bad feeling. So I kicked at it until it stopped. Was it supposed to be a trap?”
human
Wilhelm:  “Yeah, it was. Maybe it still is. You doused it while it was still in the preparation stages. Which means…” Wilhelm’s gaze hardened, and a second later, Grimm’s eyes were wide, his intuition of terror back in full force. A red tracer was streaking toward them from the right, trailing a cloud of dust.
gpt
Wilhelm:  “Get down!” Grimm was shoved to the ground and landed on his backside. Wilhelm was in front of him, his sword at the ready. He deflected the bullet and dived in the direction the light had come from. He swung his sword in a sidelong motion, cutting into the dust cloud. A green-skinned demi-human emerged from the haze. Covered from head to toe in a robe, he had a long tongue and a reptilian appearance. The small demi-human jumped backward, targeting Wilhelm with more tracer rounds from three-fingered hands. But if they hadn’t worked with the element of surprise, they certainly wouldn’t be any use in a frontal assault. Wilhelm wove from side to side, dodging each round by a hair. In the space of a breath, he had closed distance with the demi-human, and with a swipe of his sword, he sent its head flying.
human
Grimm:  “Wilhelm! That demi-human was—!”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “He was probably the one controlling this circle. With him dead, the trap is disarmed. Now we have a marker to judge by—let’s push through to the other side!” Wilhelm kicked away the enemy’s body, shook the blood off his sword, and faced forward once again—away from the retreating squad. Grimm grabbed his shoulder.
human
Grimm:  “Just wait, will you?! If we’ve disarmed it, then let’s go call everyone up!”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “Don’t be an idiot! If we backtrack, we’ll just get caught up in another trap. They planned on the royal army retreating. That’s how this is set up. We can’t save them. You and I would just be two more useless corpses. Do you understand?