human
Oscar:  "If you don’t stay perfectly still, I’ll touch you more later." He warned her, and she screwed her eyes shut. Tinasha used magic to anesthetize the area, and while she could stanch bleeding and heal herself, it wouldn’t be possible to do so as long as Akashia was touching her. He needed to be as swift and sure as possible. There was little time left to wait. Oscar looked down at the witch. Her breathing had grown very shallow. While Irityrdia was sealed in the crystal ball inside her, it was taking a heavy toll. Oscar collected himself and grabbed Tinasha around the waist using his left hand.
gpt
Oscar:  "You’re my one and only." He said, voicing a simple truth, the same way she’d done. "Concentrate. We’ll beat this without any close calls.”
human
Tinasha:  "Yes, of course." She said, grinning up at him just like a challenger in her tower. "Oscar, I’ve always, always wanted to beat a so-called god to a pulp.” Her desire to fight was clear and honest. The witch lifted her chin and closed her eyes.
gpt
Tinasha:  "Go on. Do it."
human
Oscar:  Oscar nodded in acquiescence. Then he focused his strength into his grip on Akashia’s hilt— And crushed the thing once called a god.