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Tris:  A fierce wave of power shook the atmosphere, so strong that Tris ducked. Wind whipped past, howling in her ears, and she peered into the sky. “What is that…?” Hastily, Tris began drawing a spell.
gpt
Spirit:  “Wait. That’s Nark.” The spirit next to Tris stopped her.
human
Tris:  “What? Do you know that thing?” Tris asked, frowning at the unfamiliar name, dismissing her magic.
gpt
Pamyra:  Pamyra came running from her position in the army, drawn by this latest arrival.
human
Oscar:  When the man caught sight of Pamyra, he asked “Is Tinasha here?”
gpt
Pamyra:  “Yes, but she’s battling the witch…”
human
Oscar:  “Battling already, huh? Where?”
gpt
Pamyra:  “In the sky above the front line.”
human
Oscar:  “Why do they always love to go flying? I guess I can’t talk to her, then.”
gpt
Eir:  “You can.” Eir corrected, nearby.
human
Oscar:  Oscar threw Eir a look of surprise. “I see. Using a spirit…? I’d appreciate that, but it might distract her from the fight.”
gpt
Eir:  “It’s probably fine.