human
Oscar:  Oscar was deftly fending off Hubert’s erratic barrages, albeit with some difficulty. Akashia could nullify any magic attacks, and any that slipped past wouldn’t pierce Tinasha’s barrier. While Hubert was desperately throwing all possible means of psychological magic at the other king, none of it was proving lethal. Still, it meant Oscar had lost all sense of time. "I’m starting to get pretty annoyed."
gpt
Hubert:  "You’re just a brat who’s nothing without his sword! Are you scared of a witch?" Hubert taunted.
human
Oscar:  "Like you’ve got any room to talk. And besides, witches are worth being scared of—you’re not." Oscar said blandly, despite the provocation in what he was saying.
gpt
Hubert:  "Just try and say that again!" Hubert roared, losing his temper and preparing a gigantic spell. Before he could complete it, however, he paused. The expression froze on his face. "No… No, it can’t be…"
human
Oscar:  Oscar frowned up at the half-formed spell that fizzled out.
gpt
Hubert:  Hubert was writhing in midair, scrabbling and tearing at the witch’s scalp with both hands. A maelstrom of magic swirled around the witch, creating powerful gusts. "No… No, no, no…" Hubert’s pleas floated down on gales from above, but there was no one who could grant his request. Instead, a devastating force emerged—a formidable wave of magical power that swept across the entire plain.
human
Witch:  The wind died, and in the moonlight stood a woman—a witch wearing a beautiful smile. "Oh, it’s been so very long since I was last outside." She stretched her arms above her head.