gpt
Bordeaux:  "This’s the last oooonnne!” Bordeaux slammed his battle-ax into the undead warrior with fantastic force, reducing it to a collection of fleshy bits that in no way resembled a human body. The huge warrior heaved a sigh, resting his halberd on his shoulder and brushing off the bits of gore stuck to his armor. “Right! Battle’s over! If you’re dead, gimme a yell!”
human
Pivot:  "That’s not possible.” Pivot replied. “Because, as I’m pleased to report, everyone is alive.”
gpt
Roswaal:  “My, my, myyy, what a fine display. You all saved me!” It was sometime after the fighting ended. The squad sat on the ground as Roswaal showered praise on them.
human
Pivot:  Pivot turned to her and, adjusting his monocle, asked, “Tell us, Miss Mathers. What were those undead creatures?”
gpt
Roswaal:  “That’s an eeexcellent question. They’re a sign that there’s more to this situation than meets the eye. I have to report back to the castle as soon as possible. We’ll have to exercise the uuutmost caution.”
human
Pivot:  “The utmost caution…?” This sounded grim. Pivot raised an eyebrow.
gpt
Roswaal:  Roswaal nodded, sending waves through her indigo hair.
human
Bordeaux:  "Not sure I agree.” Bordeaux said, crossing his arms. “It’s just some walking dead. What’s the danger?”
gpt
Roswaal:  “The zombies are just a start. The question is who’s controlling them, and who set up the magic circles. I suspect they’re the same person.”
human
Wilhelm:  Wilhelm, still holding his precious sword, frowned at Roswaal.
gpt
Roswaal:  Roswaal either didn’t notice or ignored him. She pointed to what was left of the magic circle and said, “It was the same person who brought this kind of unusual magical ability to the Demi-human Alliance and used the curse to control the zombies. She calls herself…Sphinx. She belongs to the Witch’s legacy, you might say. That’s probably the clearest way of communicating how dangerous she is.”