human
Lanak:  "That’s where I saw people and towns on fire, just like this. It really was a terrible era.” Lanak says with indifference, his voice bereft of emotion. Even the words a terrible era were as plain as ordinary as if he’d been describing what he had for dinner last night. The mages accompanying him, however, all looked upon their lord with eyes full of admiration.
gpt
Mage:  "Lord Lanak, you should return to the castle."
human
Lanak:  “Ah, I suppose it’s about that time. Yes, I still have many things to do." Lanak replies, tearing his eyes from the billowing smoke and turning his gaze to the contingent of mages before him. As calm as one could ever be, he continued,
gpt
Lanak:  “Since we’ve gone through the trouble of setting fire to the village, we’ll need to send a proper declaration of war. Not doing so would be an insult to those who lost their lives today.” There was no sarcasm in his words acknowledging the people he’d killed himself. He appeared to feel true pity for the dead but quickly broke into a bright smile.
human
Lanak:  “This is the dawn of a new era for this land. To that end, we’ve got to reset everything for a fresh start. First up is the Four Great Nations, I believe? If they’re destroyed, all the others will fall obediently into line from there.” Lanak held out his abnormally pale hands. A transportation array appeared, though he had said no incantation. With a final smile, he vanished.