human
Oscar:  “The hardest part is staying alive without killing him.” Oscar muttered as he held Akashia at the ready. When he glanced down at his beloved sword, he frowned to find that its hilt had become a white snake. The serpent raised its head to strike, but Oscar just gave it a careless shake.
gpt
Oscar:  When he looked back at Hubert, he found three burning spheres heading for him. Oscar leaped forward to evade the flames that singed the air as they sped past and blocked his escape. He thrust out with the sword, its hilt still a snake. “Don’t you realize how many years I’ve had this?”
human
Oscar:  The sword destroyed the first fire sphere. Oscar took a step back and broke the other coming from the left as well. For the third, Oscar stabbed the length of Akashia into the flames to pierce and shatter the spell’s core. Even if the entire sword looked like a snake, Oscar still knew the length, width, and weight of it.
gpt
Oscar:  After dispatching the attacks with almost disappointing swiftness, Oscar felt his vision go dark, and he stopped where he was.
human
Oscar:  The moonlight and the distant lights all died, leaving the plain in total darkness. Oscar cursed himself for having fallen into his enemy’s trap. Then he reasoned, “Well, it’s kind of a fun challenge now that it’s dark.” Closing his eyes for a moment, he recalled what Tinasha had told him—to not let his senses get too distant. They were his lifeline and his weapon.
gpt
Hubert:  Mocking laughter filled the darkness. “Do you enjoy the little world I’ve created?”
human
Oscar:  Heaving a disgusted sigh, Oscar readied Akashia—now back to normal—and took a step forward. “It’s pitch-black. But maybe it actually isn’t? Eir, are you there?” Although the spirit had been beside Oscar moments earlier, there was no reply. Oscar gave a light tap to the ground in front of him. It seemed solid. Then he sensed something and dodged a step to the left. Something sharp whizzed by. He scratched his head with his off hand. “I just need to focus on not dying. That’ll be easy enough.”
gpt
Hubert:  “Easy? Have you lost your mind and deluded yourself into believing you can win?”
human
Oscar:  “I haven’t, so don’t worry about it.” Oscar retorted.
gpt
Hubert:  Taking it to be a bluff, Hubert let out a delighted laugh. “Allow me to show you the most traumatic memory of your youth.”
human
Oscar:  At the edge of the darkness, a light flared to life as though someone had lit a lantern. Oscar frowned, squinting at the sight. Then he slowly moved toward it. In the light, a woman lay facedown in a pool of blood that oozed out from her onto the floor.