gpt
Subaru:  “That makes—five down!”
human
Wilhelm:  “Indeed it does.” Wiping blood from his treasured sword, Wilhelm, having ended his dance of the blade, reacted to Subaru’s celebrating shout by drawing himself up. The place was a depression in the western part of the forest, and they had just destroyed the finger camp located there. Dividing the expeditionary force in half had had no effect on the outcome; they had half destroyed the Witch Cultists in the initial attack. That left the enemy with no time to regroup and recover; they fell quickly to the blades of the Sword Devil and “The Finest.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Ferris, how about it?”
human
Ferris:  “…Sorry. Still no good. They got us again.” But as was now usual, success in preventing them from sealing their own lips remained elusive. Subaru and Julius watched Ferris lower his eyes in abhorrence; neither could find words to speak to him. If Ferris could not do it, no one could—but that was no consolation to him.
gpt
Subaru:  “Hey, don’t get bent outta shape, switch gears. Let’s head fer the next one.”
human
Ferris:  “Meow? !” Ferris was still in the dumps when Ricardo roughly rubbed his head, making his slender body shoot to its feet. For an instant, Ferris was surprised by the pushy attempt to console, but he immediately slapped his own cheeks and began walking anew.
gpt
Ricardo:  Seeing Ferris like that made Ricardo bare his fangs, grinning in satisfaction.
human
Subaru:  Seeing him behave that way, Subaru could appreciate that Ricardo had long led his organization. “Mmm, the wins are too easy, I need more exercise… How do you feel, TB?”
gpt
TB:  “I think it is good when jobs are simple. If I make my darling sister do dangerous things, our brother will raise a fuss, so this is preferable.”
human
TB:  “Nnn!"