human
Oscar:  Oscar looks up from the work that had been laid out on his desk. "The Age of Witches, huh? People throw that phrase around a lot, but I’m not so sure about it. It’s scarier than it needs to be.”
gpt
Tinasha:  "Oscar… You should be a little more wary. What do you think witches even are?” Tinasha retorted coolly. She presented Oscar a cup of tea she’d brewed herself.
human
Oscar:  He thanked her as he took it. “Why is the current era known as the Age of Witches in the first place? Did you do something?”
gpt
Tinasha:  “There are five witches. Why are you pinning all the blame on me? You’re wrong, regardless. Although I suppose I can’t say I had nothing to do with it in the beginning,” Tinasha said, waving her hand dismissively. “About three hundred years ago, a country to the northwest called Helginis locked up the Witch Who Cannot Be Summoned. Helginis mages tried to weave a huge destruction spell using her as the catalyst.”
human
Oscar:  “What? I’ve never heard of that,” Oscar said.
gpt
Tinasha:  Tinasha made a face, still holding the tea things.