human
Al:  "I really don’t think you can beat the Hornet, little girl."
gpt
Al:  Arakiya was stronger than Al, or so he suspected. But the Hornet was stronger than a hundred Als. There was no way Arakiya could overcome that monster. He thought they should beat a retreat, go get those Nine Divine Generals, who were supposedly waiting back on the far shore.
human
Al:  Arakiya could drag them over here through the water, the same way she’d done with Al. "I think…swimming would be hard. Over a short distance, it might be all right, but…"
gpt
Al:  “Guess it’s not really realistic to tell them to hold their breath for ten or fifteen minutes, huh? But I’m not sure it’s any better to think you can beat the Hornet.”
human
Arakiya:  “I’m thinking. If I can’t win…then I won’t fight.”
gpt
Al:  “What?” Al looked shocked, but Arakiya grabbed something out of the air—a lesser spirit, glowing dimly. Without a moment’s hesitation, she stuffed it into her mouth, chewing the incorporeal being. “” She’d told Al she was a “spirit eater.” She could consume the countless beings known as spirits that floated through the air, taking them into her body and acquiring their characteristics. That was how she had become like a lesser water spirit in order to safely cross the lake.
human
Al:  In fact, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she had become water itself, swimming at a speed that far outstripped any normal person. How could Al not buy her explanation? She’d dragged him through the lake at a tremendous speed. So in order to cross the lake, Arakiya had consumed a water spirit. In that case, in order to reach the control tower and lower the drawbridge, she would consume…
gpt
Arakiya:  “A wind spirit.”
human
Al:  “Hey, hold on, you can’t be serious…” As Al watched, Arakiya’s body began to transform into wind. Meaning she gradually turned invisible. If he squinted, Al could just see Arakiya’s silhouette, but only because he knew what to look for. “Wow, you can do anything with those things. Convenient stuff. I think I’ll start living on spirits from now on.”
gpt
Arakiya:  “I don’t really recommend it… You can end up disappearing.”
human
Al:  “Ahh, it’s that sort of thing, huh? You can’t maintain your identity, and then—poof!” It sounded to him like in order to merge with the spirits as a spirit eater, an absolutely unshakable sense of self was required. And if sense of self was the key, well, she was right: He wasn’t cut out for it. Al was practically the poster boy for not knowing who he really was.