human
Oscar:  Taking a deep breath, Oscar readied Akashia.
gpt
Oscar:  “Nark, get back.”
human
Nark:  Obeying its master’s order, the dragon flew up to the ceiling.
gpt
Oscar:  The assailant struck without giving Oscar so much as a moment. Crouching low, he closed the distance between them with frightening speed. Oscar used Akashia to repel the left dagger, which had been aimed at his legs. He instantly pulled Akashia back and up to parry the right, which had been lancing for his chest. The motions all occurred within the span of a second. Assassins were known for their inhumanly honed speed. Yet Oscar was swifter. Without waiting for the man to stab at him again, Oscar kicked up at his torso. The assassin jumped back to minimize the blow, however. He was more talented than the average military officer, and Oscar smirked despite himself.
human
Oscar:  “You’re tougher than I thought. Are you the guardian of this place or something?” Caustically, he inquired.
gpt
Oscar:  His opponent didn’t respond—instead readying their weapons. Oscar had wanted to gather a little information, but his opponent didn’t seem to feel like talking. I can’t waste too much time. I still don’t know what happened to my people. Oscar switched modes. When the assassin leaped for him, he moved right in for him, too. This threw off his assailant, delaying his reaction. That spelled the end of the fight. With no groaning or grimacing in pain, the black-clad man disappeared once his belly was ripped open. It was like he was never anything but a phantom. Astonished, Oscar looked all around. He’d felt the stab through his sword, but no one was there. There were no traces of blood on Akashia’s blade, either.
human
Oscar:  “What in the world was that?” Oscar said, shaking his head. He opened the door he’d meant to before the attack. Beyond it was a tiny rock chamber, the same as the one Oscar had appeared in, with nothing inside. Oscar checked all around the room before heading back into the hallway and setting off again.