human
Tinasha:  Strands and lines were woven together so minutely. It was the height of intricacy, and Tinasha reached a finger toward it. Two spells intertwined, canceling each other out, just like what I saw back then. The opposed forces brought together natures that were averse yet strongly attracted to each other. Both of them were love, and both of them were hate. That which devoured from the inside even as it protected, and that which supported even as it caused harm. Within, Tinasha saw powerful emotions, and she sighed. Fear struck her at the thought that she would soon have to manifest one-half of this pair.
gpt
Tinasha:  “It’s all right.” She wouldn’t go back on her promise. Tinasha had slept for four hundred years for this. At the very least, she owed it to him to get it done. She summoned an array of assorted crystal balls into her hands. Then she began the long recitation to create the magic implements she would need.