human
Kaito:  Hina was standing in front of him, protecting him with her halberd at the ready. Lute also had a firm grip on his sword’s handle. Everyone present was prepared for fighting to break out at any moment.
gpt
Grave Keeper:  The Grave Keeper shook her head vigorously from side to side, as though to suggest that the entire thing was preposterous. Snowflakes fluttered loosely off her scarlet cloak. She then clutched tightly at her chest as she wrung her pained words out. "No, no, heavens, no. I, and those who share my beliefs, no longer have any intention of turning our swords on you. Now it’s faith that’s required of us."
human
Kaito:  “…Wait, you’re not here to fight us?”
gpt
Grave Keeper:  "I believe in you all, you see. Even if you don’t afford me the same sentiments! However, you require an ordeal. Indeed, one from another besides myself. However, that is all. That, truly, is all."
human
Kaito:  “…Someone other than you?” Kaito felt an unpleasant premonition, and a chill ran down his spine.
gpt
Grave Keeper:  Even now, the Grave Keeper’s voice was tinged with madness. Her pupils were dilated, her arms were spread wide, and spittle flew from her mouth as she talked. "For the sake of the world, for the sake of the people, our revered Saint fell into slumber and shed tears of blood! That is what flows through the roots of the Church—her unrewarded love, her noble self-sacrifice! In the name of faith, in the name of the world, she cast herself aside! And what could that be but the most desirable trait possible for those chosen to possess! I have sacrificed everything, discarded even my ego! Can you, the chosen ones, say the same?" As she forcefully posed her question, the Grave Keeper held her right arm aloft. An unpleasant metallic noise followed. Upon looking at her hand, Kaito finally noticed something. Clenched within her small fist was the end of a silver chain.