human
Lavinia:  Lavinia frowned, puzzled. Her green eyes flicked over to Tinasha, seated on the floor. After a few seconds, those eyes grew wide with horror.
gpt
Lavinia:  "The Witch Killer… No, it can’t be… What you put in his dream was…"
human
Lavinia:  No one in all the land surpassed Lavinia when it came to curses. That was why she had believed nothing could break through hers. Nothing except for the sword capable of killing witches, anyway. To prevent Akashia from interfering, as it may have had power even in a dream, Lavinia had purposely only shown Oscar dreams of his childhood, from before he took possession of Akashia.
gpt
Lavinia:  "So that’s… how you did it."
human
Lavinia:  Lavinia had heard that the queen who once slew a witch had used magic to put herself to sleep—and that she was the recently crowned ruler of Tuldarr in the present day. What had woken her up? Why had she gotten engaged to him? The answers to questions Lavinia had never thought to ask now became abundantly obvious.
gpt
Lavinia:  "You utter, utter fools!" She shook all over with rage. A devastating spell materialized before her. Glittering a brilliant green, it swelled with innumerable swords that formed a gigantic net rushing at Oscar.
human
Tinasha:  "Oscar!" Tinasha cried in warning.
gpt
Oscar:  "I remember." He said. With a diagonal lunge, he swept Akashia out at the spell. During training, Tinasha had cast a similar spell at him. She told him that if he didn’t break all of its multiple cores at once, it would repair itself. He could see seven such spots. As he shattered blade after blade that shot from the magic, Oscar swung Akashia aloft and aimed right for the cores. He exhaled slowly, but his mind raced. Two, three, four… In his head, he counted the cores he’d destroyed. When he broke the fifth one, pain shot through his right arm. One of the witch’s swords had made contact. Blood dripped onto the floor. Akashia’s tip narrowly managed to pierce the sixth core. Oscar stretched as far as he could go, and yet he couldn’t reach the seventh. The shattered cores began to regenerate. Swords rushed at him from all directions.
human
Tinasha:  Tinasha had done it.
gpt
Lavinia:  The witch stared at her daughter’s son. Hatred burned in her eys, but there was a recognizable hollowness there.
human
Lavinia:  "Why are you adding to your crimes? Has it not occurred to you that your actions may have shifted things beyond your intention?"
gpt
Oscar:  "The person I am now can’t answer that. But…" Oscar could sense the woman behind him. His fondness for her brought a smile to his lips.