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Ram:  Ram, the forest at her back, glared at Subaru. “I’ve finally found you—you will go no farther.” Pain swept over Subaru’s heart as he beheld the look on Ram’s face, thick with hatred. As she stood there, Ram had none of her usual meticulous look. Branches had torn and punctured her skirt; there was no sign of the headdress normally on her head. Her pink hair, buffered by the wind, had lost its usual beauty. —The sisters dressed each other and did each other’s hair. Subaru knew this. He remembered that they’d told him at some point. He knew several other secrets between the two sisters.
human
Ram:  “Would you relent, I wonder? So long as the pact is active, I cannot hold back against anyone.”
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Beatrice:  “Lady Beatrice, it is you who should stand aside. I cannot hold back against you, either.”
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Ram:  “A joke, I suppose. Did I hear you say to hold back in regards to me?”
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Beatrice:  “Perhaps you have forgotten you are not in the mansion, Lady Beatrice? Do you truly believe you can protect that man away from the archive, here in the forest?”
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Subaru:  Subaru held his silence as the two girls continued to square off before him.