conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  The odds were against us, but what other choice did we have?
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Is your little strategy meeting done?" Dorothea slowly paces toward us. Countless bloodied bodies littered the floor behind her. Her eyes suddenly dart to the side.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Rae follows her gaze to see an imperial official leave the room. Strange… For the first time ever, I feel like Dorothea’s full of openings.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Now, Miss Claire!"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Back me up, Rae!"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  What followed was a blur. I did what I could to support Claire as she fought Dorothea directly. Claire’s martial arts experience showed in her movements, and she empowered her sword with her magic, all while Manaria provided cover—but even all that wasn’t enough. Dorothea was just too strong.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "It’s over, Rae Taylor," she declared like a judge passing sentence, or the grim reaper itself.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Claire and I were battered, our magic power almost depleted. Manaria, already drained of magic, now lay unconscious. There was nothing more to do. But that didn’t mean we could just kick the bucket without getting a few words in.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Haaah…haaah…" I panted. "You’re strong… I’ll admit that, Dorothea."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "That goes without saying."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "But…to be blunt, you’re third-rate at best."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "What was that?"
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Haaah…haaah… What Rae’s trying to say is…for an individual, you are strong. Perhaps among the strongest in history."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I don’t need your flattery."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "But that’s ultimately only a single person’s strength," Claire went on. "There’s so much more to being strong than you understand."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Hah. What nonsense. You wish to say the masses have strength? Laughable. It’s because they are weak that they swarm together." Dorothea sneered contemptuously.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "You only see people as sheep. That is your weakness, Dorothea."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "The words of a sore loser. Pathetic."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Dorothea only believed in the strength of the individual. I admit, she was strong. But there was so much more to people than that. "You’re wrong."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "There’s a power that connects people. A power called bonds."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "How childish. You believe you can defeat me with these bonds?"
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Oh? Have you forgotten already?" I teased.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "What?"
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I clasped Claire’s hand and felt her squeeze back. A steady warmth came to life between our connected palms and flowed into us. "You tried stirring internal conflict within Bauer, remember? How did that end again, Miss Claire?"
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Hee hee… We overcame it using the bonds between us—and so many more people."
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Bonds were not imaginary or fantastical. They were real.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I’ll admit, that plan failed…"
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Yes, I should have crushed Bauer in the aftermath, right then and there."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Are those the words of a sore loser?" I asked impishly.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Dorothea’s eyebrow twitched. It appeared she didn’t like having her own insults used against her. "Enough. It’s time you two died." She held her sword high. I felt magic gradually seep out of Claire’s hand as she entrusted the last of her power to me. "There’s a saying where I come from."
conversations.prefix: Rae: