human
Tinasha:  The smell of her own blood filled her nostrils. "Ugh…" Tinasha held her breath and yanked the dagger from her side. Suppressing a groan, she cast anesthetic and healing spells on herself. While Gemma had probably done it without realizing, she’d twisted the dagger as she thrust, causing an unexpected amount of hemorrhaging. Tinasha’s magic couldn’t do anything about the blood loss, but she had to carry on regardless. Keeping a hand pressed to the freshly closed wound, Tinasha stood and approached the Mirror of Oblivion. She picked it up, careful not to peer into the artifact. "Judging by how that queen reacted, this must be the real thing…" All that remained was to take it or destroy it right here. Tinasha hoped to verify something first, though. While channeling some of her magic through the looking glass, she asked, "Senn, can you hear me?"
gpt
Tinasha:  The inside of the mirror felt like a bottomless pit. Tinasha’s magic kept sinking deeper and deeper with no end. That highly unusual sensation proved that the mirror was certainly no ordinary tool. Valt had said to destroy it, but was that the right thing to do? Even if he wasn’t lying to Oscar, Valt could be wrong. It wouldn’t do for Tinasha to delay; she had left the witch to Oscar and had to decide quickly.