human
Subaru:  Having gone astray, he needed to be outside to rendezvous with Emilia. He couldn’t quite put his finger on why he was so certain of that, but—
gpt
Subaru:  “I feel like, someone said that to me…”
human
???:  “Yo. Ya sure got some guts, comin’ straight out from a place like that, outsider.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Ah…?” As he exited the ruin with fragmented thoughts, a voice called out to him the instant his eyes narrowed from the light. His vision, accustomed to the dark, was hazy. As it gradually adjusted, Subaru found himself looking down at the surrounding landscape from the modestly elevated ruin. In front of the ruin was a single dragon carriage, and a young male driver with a most pitiable look on his face.
human
Otto:  “M-Mr. Natsuki…”
gpt
Subaru:  “Otto? What are you doing in a place like… No, before that, where’s Emilia? !”
human
Otto:  “Inside the dragon carriage! I-it has been most terrible since that moment! I-I…! !”
gpt
Subaru:  When Subaru raised his voice at the unexpected reunion.
human
Otto:  shouted back even louder. But thanks to that, Subaru was able to confirm Emilia’s presence, and this made his shoulders sink in relief. Otto was pleading about something, but that concern could wait. The immediate problem was—
gpt
???:  “Hey, forget the whiny guy. I come first here, damn it!” The individual standing right beside the dragon carriage spoke to Subaru with a voice that issued seemingly through clenched teeth.
human
Subaru:  Turning his face toward the speaker, Subaru shrugged. "What a coincidence. I was just thinking the same thing."
gpt
???:  “Hah! That’s ‘ganglion before you think’ for ya!”
human
Subaru:  “Gangl… Ah?” As Subaru knotted his brows at the mystery phrase mixed in with the reply, the other party took a step forward. With a coarse manner of speech and a hostile glint in his eyes, the speaker’s external appearance in no way betrayed Subaru’s first, ferocious impression of him. He had short, combed-back blond hair and a highly visible white scar on his forehead. There was ferocity in his sharp green eyes, and he was dressed in crude clothing Subaru could only call that of a country bumpkin. For a man, he was fairly short, especially in a stooped posture, but the dense, ghastly aura coursing from his entire body made certain others would not underestimate him due to his small stature. More than any of those things, the individual had one external feature that set him apart. And that was—
gpt
???:  “Hey, are ya shakin’? Well, yer luck definitely ran out. Here ya are in a place ya shouldn’t be, and now I caught ya!” As the man spoke, his eyes narrowed, and he laughed—with a mouth full of sharp, extremely distinctive fangs.
human
Subaru:  Subaru had déjà vu. He’d seen a smiling face just like that extremely recently.
gpt
???:  “Well, if yer gonna curse yer bad luck, do like ‘Bazomazo swept away right and left’!”
human
Subaru:  “Wait!