human
Wilhelm:  Wilhelm broke through the downpour of invisible attacks by moving beyond the limits of his own vision. He swayed from left to right, suddenly accelerated and decelerated, did as many flips as he could, toying with his enemy and drawing ever, ever closer through each repeated skirmish. "Accordingly, I shall nail you to the wall here and now, Witch Cultist—!"
gpt
Sloth Cultist:  "It cannot, cannot, cannot, cannot be! To think you would resist to this extent! !" To the fore, farther down the road, a tall man stood opposite Wilhelm. His posture, with his head bent at an unnatural angle, resembled that of a doll that oozed creepiness as some human hand toyed with it. The madman had lost free use of his flesh; instead, it was the authority that held his body in its grip and controlled it. The man, dressed in traveling merchant attire, did not appear to be making the slightest effort to conceal his identity.
human
Wilhelm:  "Rrrrraaa! !" He swung his sword, splitting the earth, kicking up a shower of dirt that allowed him to read the arcs of the invisible attacks. With superhuman evasiveness, Wilhelm broke through the wall of bloodlust burying the path between him and his foe and charged.
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Sloth Cultist:  "Such favor, to increase the numbers so! Such tenacity in the face of them! Such conviction! As a diligent disciple, I cannot praise it enough! Ahh, ahh! Oh, love!"