human
Reust:  Reust looked up at the sky, bitter determination in his heart. But as he looked out, the moonlit sky suddenly warped.
gpt
Reust:  “…!” Reflexively, he drew his sword.
human
Reust:  Reust wished he’d brought his bow, but it hardly mattered now. As he grit his teeth in frustration, the warped space widened. In the next moment—a witch appeared.
gpt
Reust:  Her hair and eye color were true to the reports, but her beauty far exceeded what Reust had imagined. She was like moonlight given form.
human
Witch:  “Prince Reust?” she called in a voice as clear as cold water.
gpt
Reust:  Reust’s voice was hoarse, and he couldn’t answer right away. After a span of some moments, he finally eked out a reply. “What do you want, witch?”
human
Witch:  She gave a little nod, floating in midair. “It’s pointless to keep attacking Cuscull.