human
Al:  The most noticeable crash of all came from the direction of the still-raised drawbridge. Along with the great gusts of wind and the clamor of fighting, she heard a small sound, something like a rat struggling desperately for its life.
gpt
Hornet:  “They say a cornered rat knows how to bite. I wonder who will be consumed in the end.”
human
Al:  Arakiya’s participation changed the face of the battle against the Hornet. Now worrying not only about his own death, but also Arakiya’s, Al felt like his head was going to explode from the massive surge of thoughts rising from within. “I don’t know your quirks, I don’t know anything about you—how are we supposed to fight together? !”
gpt
Arakiya:  “Just move in tandem…”
human
Al:  “You think I’m quick-witted enough for that? !” Arakiya was a spirit eater; she could consume spirits and use them to manifest special powers. She was too special, in fact; Al had never done any “simulations” about how to work with someone like her. The way she fought on all fours, even using her teeth, made him think of some wild animal, but seeing a beautiful but underdeveloped girl like Arakiya do it had something sordid and erotic about it. The impression was only reinforced by the fact that their opponent was another beautiful woman, this one without arms. “Would’ve liked to record this match, if I could’ve been a spectator watching from a safe distance."
gpt
Hornet:  “Well! It’s an honor to get a compliment from you.” There was a broad smile on her face as she lashed out with her swords, the start of a combo move that saw Al avoid death by a hair; he’d seen the attack enough times over their dozens of rematches to have discovered a way to survive it. He felt the impact through his entire arm, clutching his dagger as hard as he could to keep it from being wrenched out of his hand. It might not be much, but a weapon was a weapon. If he lost this thing, he could expect to lose his other arm shortly thereafter.
human
Al:  “Hrn! Dooona!” he cried as he stumbled backward under the blow; his incantation lofted several chunks of rock from the ground.
gpt
Hornet:  The Hornet calmly guarded against any attacks from the dead angles created by the stone, but she seemed annoyed by the little twig who’d stuck her nose into their battle. “You are troublesome,” she said with a snorting laugh, and then she jammed both of her blades into the flagstones. From there, she deftly dodged Arakiya’s flame-clad charge, and then the Empress poured her strength into her arms and began to spin—tearing up the floor. With the ground beneath their feet suddenly giving way, Al and Arakiya were sucked into the storm of destruction. They each gave a short shout as they dropped from just in front of the drawbridge toward the lowest levels of the island.