human
Narrator:  Teleporting in quick succession, Tinasha hurried toward the source of the blast, a deserted back alley. Magic hung thick in the air, dim as the little street was in the shadow of other buildings. The smell of blood hung about the place. Tinasha spotted two boys collapsed on the ground, and she paled. A woman was standing beside them. She was young and plainly dressed, like any lady in the town might’ve been. But blood dripped from her hands.
gpt
Woman:  “Oops, did you catch me?” When she noticed Tinasha, she smiled and giggled like a child who’d been discovered pulling a prank.
human
Narrator:  Tinasha didn’t reply. She walked up to one of the boys and examined his injuries. Sennett’s chest was pierced through. He was dead. Fear was frozen on his face—the despair he had tasted moments before dying. Tinasha bit her lip hard enough for it to bleed.
gpt
Rudd:  “Your… Your Majesty?” Next to her, a voice croaked. Crimson was flowing from Rudd’s belly.
human
Narrator:  Tinasha gasped when she saw how much blood soaked the ground below them, but she immediately set about healing him. She added a pain numbing spell, too. Once freed from the agony, the boy relaxed his brows.
gpt
Rudd:  “I’m sorry… I… I didn’t realize… that wasn’t… my mom…”
human
Tinasha:  “You don’t need to speak. It’s all right.”
gpt
Rudd:  “Teull… he was with me, that’s why… she found him… because she came to get me…” Sensing his end was near, Rudd was intent on explaining everything.
human
Narrator:  By the time Tinasha found him, he’d lost too much blood. Mending his organs wouldn’t suffice. Even so, she healed him.
gpt
Rudd:  “Your Majesty… save Sennett…” Rudd clutched the edge of her robes. His eyes were unfocused and darted about as he sought out the queen.
human
Tinasha:  “I will.”
gpt
Rudd:  “And my mom…” His words cut off there.
human
Narrator:  Tinasha watched as the light faded from his eyes in a single second.
gpt
Woman:  “Who are you, anyway? A teacher? A castle investigator?” From above, a curious-sounding voice spoke.
human
Narrator:  Tinasha didn’t bother with a reply, remaining kneeling on the ground.
gpt
Woman:  “Fine. I’m going." The woman huffed at being ignored, then turned on her heel.