human
Oscar:  The wind ran across the battlefield. There may not have actually been a breeze, but to Oscar, it felt like there was. The body before him lay collapsed and motionless. And it wasn’t just that one. One by one, the corpses toppled to the ground in a wave that left the Farsas army speechless. Cezar’s forces, which had already been reduced to half their original number, instantly dwindled to almost nothing. The Cezar cavalry paled to see their fighting cadavers rendered motionless. Until now, they had been at a disadvantage, but the wall of moving dead had kept them safe from the Farsas troops. Suddenly, that buffer was gone, and discomfort was clear on their faces. Oscar eyed the Cezar soldiers, smirking. "I guess that means… she won.” No one was there to confirm it, but the dramatic change spoke for itself.
gpt
Oscar:  To his attendants, Oscar said, "Let’s mop this up quick and head back. I’m sick of looking at those dead things.” Sunlight poured down from the cloudless sky. On almost all the bodies blanketing the plain, there were no scars and no spilled blood. The nightmarish landscape was sure to make stories of this battle the stuff of legends.