human
Oscar:  “Are they used to grow mushrooms or something?”
gpt
Tinasha:  “What an unpleasant mental image… There are no mushrooms. They should be asleep in their duplicates’ chambers. I’ll show you.”
human
Oscar:  “Thanks.” Oscar responded honestly.
gpt
Tinasha:  Tinasha smiled. It had been a long time since he’d seen her cute side, and he found himself grinning back at her. The last time we met was when I proposed. She hadn’t given him her reply yet, but Oscar felt no particular sense of urgency. Tinasha was quite an awkward person. If someone told her to decide with her feelings, she would be lost in confusion for a while. He didn’t intend to rush her. She could take her time discovering an answer. That said, judging by how she looked now, she’d forgotten all about the matter. The young queen had come running in a panic, her mind clearly occupied by the emergency.
human
Tinasha:  “It’s this way, Oscar.” Tinasha called, beckoning to him. The two set off along the twisting, turning path. While she paused here and there to waver over which way to go, they made solid progress without needing to turn back at all. Oscar was truly relieved for the rescue. While he’d been trying not to think about it, he had actually lost faith that he’d be able to save everyone. Oscar glanced at Tinasha walking alongside him and felt the desire to stroke her hair.
gpt
Oscar:  “So when a duplicate is defeated, does the person who was captured get freed?” He asked.
human
Tinasha:  “They do not. They were all left to sleep, so they eventually die of starvation. The last time I was here, I was devastated to find a mountain of skeletons and bones. That’s why we call it the Harvesting.”
gpt
Oscar:  “Yeah, I can’t imagine anyone would be happy to see something like that…” The initial search party had vanished three days ago. Oscar hoped they hadn’t perished yet. That made Oscar remember the investigative team he’d come in with.
human
Oscar:  “So was everyone else on my team sent to a random place in the ruins like I was?”
gpt
Tinasha:  “Hmm, they’re probably all asleep. I think you were separated because you have Akashia. That made the ruins judge you to be something abnormal. The structure has a disposal chamber.” Tinasha explained dispassionately.
human
Oscar:  “Is that why?” Oscar said, glancing down at his beloved sword. True enough, that room he’d been deposited in was the only one littered with assorted objects. The others had all been empty. Perhaps that had been the area for isolating magic implements.
gpt
Tinasha:  “That’s just a guess, though. This place seems to operate automatically. Honestly, it’s all a bunch of things that ordinary magic technology can’t detect. It gives me the creeps.” Tinasha admitted with a scowl. Even for her, these ruins were a mystery.
human
Oscar:  “Automatic…,”
gpt
Oscar:  “So there’s no one here pulling the strings? Not even a demonic spirit of some kind?”
human
Tinasha:  “At the very least, there wasn’t anyone four hundred years ago."