human
Tinasha:  The dagger she’d carried and all her other magic implements had been taken. Scratching at her temple, Tinasha went back to the middle of the room and picked up a wooden chair. She hurled it at the door, and it flew through the air. But as she had feared, no cracks formed in the glass from the impact. There was only the sound of the impact. The chair toppled to the floor, one leg now twisted.
gpt
Tinasha:  “Hmm… this is a pretty sturdy barrier.”
human
Valt:  “So violent.” He remarked dryly from the one doorway in the room.
gpt
Tinasha:  “Valt?”
human
Valt:  “It’s been a while. I’m glad you were able to take the throne with no trouble.”
gpt
Tinasha:  Cautiously, Tinasha turned to face him. "What do you hope to achieve? Who are you really?"
human
Valt:  Valt only laughed, but Tinasha didn’t miss the bizarre glint that flashed deep in his eyes for just a moment.
gpt
Tinasha:  Truly isolated and helpless, Tinasha still drew herself up to her full height and fixed her gaze on him.
human
Valt:  That made Valt grin. “I’m not going to hurt you. I only want to talk. Come, I’ll make tea.” With that, he turned and left, leaving the door open.