human
Al:  “Heh, I guess this moment could be a picture, too. One of those pictures of Hell,” Al said bitterly. He fought off a pang of remorse as he pointed his dagger forward. In a situation where even his beloved liuyedao would have put him at a disadvantage, being reduced to relying on this sorry excuse for a weapon was even more depressing. Al was quickly beginning to have second thoughts about his decision.
gpt
Hornet:  The Hornet flashed him one of those brilliant smiles. “A bad temper, eh?” The Empress of the sword slaves offered him a mocking chuckle.
human
Al:  Al found himself thinking once again what an extraordinary figure she cut.
gpt
Hornet:  “Hee! Hee-hee! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!” The Hornet laughed, seeming to hug her arms with their great blades tightly, quite uninterested in Al’s appraisal of the situation. She seemed downright delighted, notwithstanding the fact that she was turning her weapons against a longtime companion.
human
Al:  “The hell’s so funny?” Al said.
gpt
Hornet:  “Oh, my dear, sweet Al, you ought to know. I’ve always wanted to try a fight to the death with you.”
human
Al:  “Not a fact I ever wanted to know, but yeah, I got an inkling. We had a fight to the death, and I lost like an asshole. You kicked me into the corpse gutter, remember?”
gpt
Hornet:  “I dooo. And yet here you are. Which can only mean one thing.”
human
Al:  “Yeah? What’s that?” Sadly for Al, he couldn’t fathom the thoughts of a battle-crazed fighter like her.
gpt
Al:  “…I’ll never understand you in a million years, Hornet.”
human
Hornet:  “We don’t have to understand each other, Al, sweetie. If I can have a little fun, that’s all I want.”
gpt
Arakiya:  “Ugly…brute,” Arakiya mumbled.