human
Lamia:  "Wait… It can’t be!" Sensing the answer to her own question, Lamia peered out at her attackers from behind her soldiers. Looking directly into the oncoming barrage, she saw that her guess had been correct.
gpt
Lamia:  "Vincent Abelks…" Lamia ground her teeth after realizing her opponent had been wily enough to pull off this maneuver. The handsome face of Vincent, the man who had put her in this situation, floated into her mind, and she thought about how much she hated him.
human
Lamia:  "Don’t tell me… He was working with my dear brother Bartroi all along?"
gpt
Lamia:  "You’ve been working with him this whole time, haven’t you, Prisca?" And with that condition achieved, the attack against the now-outmaneuvered Lamia intensified.
human
Belstetz:  "Your Excellency! Leave this to us. You must find your way to the Pruning Force and retreat."
gpt
Lamia:  "Belstetz, you have the line. Hold them here, even if it costs you your lives." She instructed.
human
Belstetz:  "Yes, Excellency. Be safe."
gpt
Lamia:  With that brief farewell, Lamia left her camp, which had become a battlefield. She took with her only the elite troops of her personal guard.