gpt
Crusch:  Crusch focused her attention as scratching footsteps came down into the basement. Her gaze found the cruel-faced slaver, eliciting a rasp from him.
human
Miles:  "The poison should’ve worn off by now, hmm? Let’s have a chat, my little princess." Miles smirked at Crusch where she was chained to the wall.
gpt
Crusch:  She sighed at his lascivious stare. "Not a very polite look you have."
human
Miles:  "I can’t stand arrogance. Many men enjoy seeing a prideful woman slowly brought to heel—myself among them."
gpt
Crusch:  "Not a very polite hobby you have, either." Her words gave no sign of weakness, but Miles seemed downright pleased. It had been hours since Bean had left her in the underground room. By Crusch’s estimation, Bardok, her military adviser, should already have the mansion surrounded. But she couldn’t sense any such thing happening. Something seemed to have gone wrong. "The Sacrament of the Immortal King—unbelievable. What better way to flout the kingdom’s laws?"
human
Miles:  "Heh! That’s the duchess for you. Not many know about the sacrament."
gpt
Crusch:  "It’s a secret spell that’s largely kept out of public view, but there are records of its use during the demi-human war… I doubt you’re the one who used it. It must have been Bean Argyle."
human
Miles:  "Goodness gracious me. How do you think so keenly in this reeking chamber?" He scrunched up his face at the stench that drifted through the room, but nonetheless, this confirmed her suspicions. Crusch, of course, had only the awful smell in the underground room to go on; she had no idea whether the sacrament had actually been used. The hint came with Miles: He had brought undead warriors with him, as if to display them to her.
gpt
Crusch:  "If you’re trying to intimidate me, then I’m sorry to disappoint you."
human
Miles:  "Shouldn’t a girl who sees a walking corpse just give a sweet little scream? Frankly, even I feel my blood run cold when I look at them."
gpt
Crusch:  "I’m afraid I left my girlishness behind long ago." Crusch said with the suggestion of a smile. Miles, accompanied by several of the zombies, looked at her in exasperation. But his expression soon changed, and he pointed to the ceiling above the bound Crusch.