human
Wilhelm:  Wilhelm was agog at what was going on above him.
gpt
Action/Narration:  There was the rushing breath of a passing blade, a storm of silver streaks, and one demi-human after another was struck down. The shock of this fresh attack spread through the Demi-human Alliance.
human
Action/Narration:  This "someone" all but literally danced among the demi-humans, dispensing blow after blow and amassing piles of corpses.
gpt
Wilhelm:  "Red…hair…"
human
Action/Narration:  Each time he saw this god of death land a strike, each time this person entered his vision, he felt a fresh tumult in his heart.
gpt
Wilhelm:  “…Wilhelm! You great, dunderheaded idiot! We found you!”
human
Action/Narration:  He heard the bellowing voice at the same moment he felt someone violently grab him by the shoulders. Before his astonished eyes appeared Bordeaux and Grimm, and he could see the whole of Zergev Squadron with them, covered with gruesome spatters of blood.
gpt
Bordeaux:  “So even you can find yourself at death’s door, eh? That’s good medicine! You stupid, stupid, stupid idiot!”
human
Action/Narration:  Wilhelm couldn’t speak as Bordeaux berated him; even Grimm’s mouth opened as if he wanted to say something. Instead, Bordeaux made sure he had a good grip on the battered young man, then ordered the rest of the squadron to secure a way for them to retreat.
gpt
Wilhelm:  “S-stop," Wilhelm grunted. "Now’s…not the time! I can’t—! I can’t rest now—!”
human
Action/Narration:  He shoved away the hand that held him and tried to drag himself toward the sword fighting ahead of him. But just before he reached it, he halted, grinding his teeth in frustration.
gpt
Action/Narration:  Wilhelm had lived his life with the sword, given much to it, and he could tell.
human
Wilhelm:  Even if I work the rest of my life, I’ll never reach that place. Only the one who deserves it can make it.