gpt
Al:  Al and Arakiya squinted, trying to see beyond the dust cloud they’d kicked up.
human
Hornet:  The Hornet was easily slicing through the eruption of dust. She rubbed her blades together, creating an earsplitting shriek of metal, and laughed. "Now we have a little more space for our fight. Oh, my sweet Al, I hope you’ll show me a good time.”
gpt
Al:  “…If I hit at your feet with a twig, there’s about a sixty percent chance that you’ll destroy the bridge.”
human
Hornet:  "? What did you say?” the Hornet asked, perplexed by Al’s words. The smile froze on her face.
gpt
Al:  "When the bridge comes down, the girl saves me a hundred percent of the time. She’s a loyal one. When I charge in the moment you start your little sword dance, my head gets crushed. If I just watch you, I get sliced up, and even if I try to run away, a little over seventy percent of the time, the girl and I turn out not to be on the same page.”
human
Al:  "It’s all trial and error, seven hundred thirteen times. You’ve killed me seven hundred thirteen times tonight.”
gpt
Al:  "Huh. Actually, if we count that first battle in the arena, I guess it’s seven hundred ninety-two times.” The Hornet, struck dumb, could only listen to Al calmly explaining…something.
human
Al:  Al was honestly impressed that she didn’t interrupt him or burst out laughing about how ridiculous he sounded. It suggested the Hornet understood that he wasn’t trying to threaten her and wasn’t out of his mind. That must mean…
gpt
Al:  "You can see it, too, can’t you? The god of death I’m stuck with.”
human
Hornet:  “…I can’t see anything at all, including what any of this babble means. I haven’t managed to kill you even once, Al, sweetie. But…” She paused, her eyes filling with bloodlust and desire. "Getting to kill you eight hundred times sounds like a dream come true to me.” The Hornet leaned forward easily, her face flushing with excitement. It was the first phase of her deadliest sword dance. It could lead to any of several patterns, but all of them ended in death. The only thing that could be done was not let her start in the first place. In order to protect himself, he had to…
gpt
Al:  "All right, sweetie, we’re done with all this worthless chitchat. Get ready.”
human
Al:  "It wasn’t worthless.”
gpt
Hornet:  "?"
human
Al:  "Everything I’ve done was to buy time.”
gpt
Hornet:  The Hornet frowned at that—but then Al saw the effect of his work. “Wha…?” the Hornet rasped and fell to her knees. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her breathing grew noticeably quicker.