human
Fortuna:  "For us, there is only one answer.”
gpt
Geuse:  "Yeeees, I suppose so…” Fortuna and Geuse exchanged glances, their voices in tandem as they spoke to the indignant Regulus.
human
Fortuna & Geuse:  ““—Who knows and who cares, moron?”” Their voices overlapped, and Fortuna stuck up her middle finger for good measure. Uttering those biting words together, Fortuna and Geuse gathered their power in their taunt, making Regulus’s face red with rage.
gpt
Regulus:  “Fine with me! I’ll make both of you indistinguishable puddles of blood and use you to fertilize this filthy forest—”
human
Pandora:  "—I told you to wait, did I not, Archbishop Corneas?” For her own convenience, Pandora impeded Regulus for the third time— Dancing softly in the sky, she pressed her slender hand down upon Regulus’s head, forcing the disturbing man’s body to sink without any apparent resistance from the ground. In an instant, he was buried from the tips of his toes to the crown of his head. As Pandora landed right beside him, Regulus stared up at her from directly below.
gpt
Regulus:  “Over and over again… What does it take to kill you…? !”
human
Pandora:  “I forgive your violent actions, your violent deeds, all these things. You have already fulfilled the purpose for which I brought you here. It is fine for you to go now.”
gpt
Regulus:  “After calling me here, you tell me to go now that you’re satisfied? Just how much do you think you can make a fool out of me…?”
human
Pandora:  “Is it that unacceptable? Then I shall take care of it. Archbishop Corneas cannot possibly be here. He is spending time at his mansion, surrounded by his wives.”
gpt
Regulus:  “Wa—” The instant she made that one-sided argument, Regulus tried to shout something as he suddenly vanished from sight. It wasn’t that he sank deeper into the ground. His very presence had truly, suddenly disappeared. As a matter of fact, the place where he had assuredly been bore no trace of burial at all. It was as if, when Pandora said, …cannot possibly be here, the very world had affirmed her words.
human
Pandora:  “At my request, the boisterous one has departed the stage. Now we can take our time to chat, yes?”
gpt
Fortuna:  “…Before that, may I ask one thing? You should be dead and in pieces, yes?” Fortuna posed that question to Pandora, who was smiling gracefully and standing there like it was the most natural thing. Surely, that smile, along with that graceful body, had been turned into fragments of bloody flesh and scattered around the forest in its entirety. And yet, the tragic state Fortuna was certain she’d witnessed was gone, and the dead had unnaturally come back to life. To Fortuna, who was unable to conceal her shock at that fact, Pandora tilted her head.
human
Pandora:  “Perhaps…you are ‘mistaken’ about something?”
gpt
Fortuna:  “—!” Pandora’s words, spoken without malice, sent a deep shudder through Fortuna. Though it should not have been so, the world had changed out of respect for Pandora’s opinion.