conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "What are you talking about, Lady Yu? You still seem to be suffering from some manner of hysteria. You ought to return to the convent, where you can find some peace."
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Our investigation is already complete. Rae?"
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Yes." As Yu gave me my cue, I produced my final trump card.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "This magical tool holds proof of all Salas’s dealings with the empire. Everyone! Do not allow him to trick you!" I turned the volume up all the way and played back the incriminating conversation of Salas’s treachery. Misha used her wind attribute to amplify the sound for all to hear.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "What is the meaning of this? !"
conversations.prefix: Crowd:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I thought the revolutionary government were our allies? !"
conversations.prefix: Crowd:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "What’s going on? !" The crowd erupted in commotion, like a nest of hornets that we had kicked. Salas did his best to make excuses, but no one could hear him over the din. Then, abruptly, he pulled what looked like a whistle from his breast pocket and blew on it, hard.
conversations.prefix: Crowd:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Salas blows a whistle, the sharp sound cutting through the roar of the crowd, and a group of men appeared as if summoned.
conversations.prefix: Salas:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Salas’s private army!"
conversations.prefix: Crowd:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Take control." His private troops were composed of the former personal guards of fallen noble houses. They were fully armed, and now, they surrounded the court.
conversations.prefix: Salas:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Not so fast!" An awe-inspiring voice rang out across the courtroom.
conversations.prefix: Rod:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Master Rod!"
conversations.prefix: Crowd:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "He’s alive!"
conversations.prefix: Crowd:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  The missing prince was back—and leading the royal troops. Upon closer inspection, Rod was missing an arm, but his expression was energized. "Sorry I’m late. But the hero has to make a dramatic entrance, right?" Rod said, and he let out a cocky laugh.
conversations.prefix: Rod:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Hey, Salas,"
conversations.prefix: Rod:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Give it up. Most of your men have already bent the knee to me. You just can’t compare, you know?"
conversations.prefix: Rod:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Heh heh… Are you going to keep getting in my way until I kill you?" Salas snarled venomously. "I’m still not done! Lilly!"
conversations.prefix: Salas:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Ah, this again?" Lilly appeared from the shadows at the back of the court, garbed in pliable black leather and a black cape.
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Kill Dole, Claire, and the princes!" Salas ordered. "As long as they’re gone, we can get away!"
conversations.prefix: Salas:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You make it sound so easy. I mean, I’ll do it, but…" Lilly drew her knife, looking fed up. I knew she had poisoned the tip of her blade. The room fell into utter chaos as Salas’s men faced off against the soldiers commanded by Rod, and commoners rushed to get out of the way.
conversations.prefix: Lilly: