human
Priscilla:  "—How long are you going to entertain this boring, pointless discussion?" Her arms crossed with a bored expression, Priscilla spat out. As all eyes fell upon the girl, her full bosom shook above her folded arms. "Even if it is in name only, five have been assembled so the process can commence. All we need do is begin, and the unworthy will be culled in due course. After all, I shall be the last one standing. Whether the excess baggage is qualified to be king or not is completely beside the point."
gpt
Felt:  "Ahh…?" Felt leaped down from the dais and glared at Priscilla head-on. "I was thinking earlier you were a good-looking chick, but I guess it’s a flower bed inside your head, too, huh? If you wanna pick a fight, I’m game. Everyone knows with me you get more than you bargained for.”
human
Priscilla:  "Such arrogance. Do you know who I am…?"
gpt
Felt:  "Ha, like I’d know…!" Felt brushed off Priscilla’s statement with a loud laugh.
human
Priscilla:  Priscilla’s eyes cruelly narrowed.
gpt
Al:  "Princess, this is—" Al shouted from beside Subaru.
human
Reinhard:  "—Pardon me, Lady Priscilla." Reinhard moved directly in front of her in a split second and spoke in a quiet voice.