human
Grimm:  "Ha!" The steel described an arc, and the silver gleamed even brighter against the fires. The sharp exhalation of breath and the dancing blade had their own unexpected kind of beauty.
gpt
Grimm:  "Huh?" Did Grimm make the sound of stupefied amazement, or was it the demi-human? The flash of silver sent the enemy’s head flying clean off, and the huge body collapsed to the ground in a spray of blood.
human
Swordsman:  Figure looked down at the corpse, then shook the sword. The blade must have been immensely sharp, because there was hardly any blood on it.
gpt
Grimm:  "Th— Y—" Belatedly, Grimm realized that he had been given back his life. He tried to speak to the newcomer, so grateful, to offer his thanks, recognizing someone who had cut down a demi-human must be his friend, and that he owed his life to this person. "Hey… Hey, you…," Grimm called out shakily.
human
Swordsman:  Figure looked back at him suspiciously.
gpt
Grimm:  Seeing his savior’s face properly for the first time, Grimm was surprised to realize the swordsman was younger than he expected. It wasn’t terror that struck him mute but the boy’s eyes."—"They were empty. Not just as though there was nothing inside him. His gaze held no emotion at all. It was this realization that kept Grimm from saying thank you or anything else.
human
Swordsman:  Boy looked briefly at the silent Grimm, but then his interest—minimal to begin with—waned, and he began walking away.
gpt
Grimm:  "Wai—" Now Grimm found his voice, dreading being left alone in this empty place. He dashed after the boy, who didn’t look back, not wanting to be abandoned. Now his sole, desperate wish was to survive. He followed as closely as he could, through the blood and the smoke, until the boy stopped.