human
Wilhelm:  "Ruuahhhhh!" His sword became like a whirlwind, and a mist of demi-human blood stained the Trias lands even redder.
gpt
Narration:  The demi-humans had successfully overpowered one meek human tribe, but now the Sword Devil slammed into their flank. The heads that looked up in surprise he sent flying; where hands and feet sought to oppose him he cut them off; cries of mockery and hatred could not be raised when he had pierced their throats. He was covered in the blood of his enemies, his voice raw from shouting. He flashed his sword what seemed like a million times, and then a million more.
human
Demi-Humans:  "It’s the Sword Devil! The Sword Devil, the killer of Valga and Libre!" As they realized who the rampaging human was, his foes began to press in upon him.
gpt
Narration:  They filled his vision to the right and left, breaking upon him like a wave along with their hatred. Still, he flew straight at them. It was only at the start of the battle that things went well for him. The demi-humans had been caught off guard by the Sword Devil’s appearance, but as they realized that Wilhelm was their only opponent, they began to let their numbers do the work. It was many against one, and he was soon wounded. He might take ten lives with ten strokes of his sword, but the enemy would come back with a hundred blows from a hundred lives at once. It was naturally overwhelming, and Wilhelm, alone and without support, was pressed harder and harder.