human
Puck:  “When we keep repeating the same act it begins to get boring.”
gpt
Elsa:  “My foot…” As soon as Elsa tried to take a step, she fell forward, catching herself with her hands on the ground. Elsa’s right foot had been frozen to the floor. The fragments of the ice shards Elsa had broken had piled up on the ground, and some had served as a way to bind Elsa’s feet.
human
Puck:  “You didn’t really think I was scattering all of these things around for no reason, did you?”
gpt
Elsa:  “…I guess this means you’ve got me.”
human
Puck:  “Just blame it on the gap in our ages. You have plenty of reason to congratulate yourself for getting this far. Now, good night.” Throwing its chest out, Puck’s body, still standing on Not-Satella’s shoulder, started to oscillate at a high frequency. Puck was posed as if he was about to release his ultimate move, with both paws out in front, focusing more magic than ever before, and Subaru watched as that magic was shot off like an arrow. The magic did not take the shape of ice, but was simply a load of destructive energy. Along the path of the bluish white light everything froze, and in one fell swoop the loot cellar was filled with white. The energy passed through Elsa and broke into the door that formed the entrance to the cellar, blowing it off its hinges, and residual freezing energy from the attack even reached outside. As the brilliant light from the attack passed, everything was frozen, from the counter to the stolen items, to even the ground they lay on. Of course, if directly hit, even a human being would quickly turn into an ice statue, but…
gpt
Puck:  “It can’t be…”
human
Elsa:  “Of course it can. Ah, that was wonderful. I really thought I was going to die there.” …this was all assuming the attack would hit.
gpt
Puck:  “…With you being a girl, I can’t say I approve.” While Puck’s attack was dodged, Puck didn’t seem any angrier than what his words conveyed. He simply wasn’t happy with what Elsa had done. Subaru saw blood dripping, and a bit of steam was rising from the frozen ground. The blood was coming from Elsa’s right foot. She was standing barefoot just out of the line of fire from Puck’s attack, and bleeding profusely from her right foot, and it wasn’t hard to see why. After all, she had sliced off the sole of her foot.
human
Elsa:  “I was afraid I might lop the whole foot off, seeing as how I hurried. That was a close one.”
gpt
Puck:  “Even if you only cut that much, it must hurt a lot.”
human
Elsa:  “Well yes, you’re right. But it’s wonderful. It makes me feel alive, and in addition to that…” In response to Puck’s worried sounding words, Elsa nodded with a look of ecstasy in her eyes, and without hesitation pushed her bleeding foot against a piece of ice.