gpt
Tinasha:  The queen was doing paperwork in her study when she abruptly looked up. Tinasha looked to Mila, who was sitting in a corner of the room.
human
Mila:  “They’re here.” The spirit said.
gpt
Tinasha:  “Looks like it.” Tinasha concurred, getting to her feet. As she did, a man teleported into the center of the room.
human
Demon:  The slim man with bright lavender hair gazed right at Tinasha, or rather, at the mark on her chest. He sneered. “Are you his little doll of the moment?”
gpt
Tinasha:  “Well… I suppose he does often toy with me. Why are you here?” she replied.
human
Demon:  “My master says that mark of yours is hideous. Your life’s a short one anyway, so it won’t matter much when it ends, will it?”
gpt
Tinasha:  “I agree with half of what you said. However—” Tinasha grinned and spread her arms wide. In response, an enormous spell configuration hidden within the room flared to life. A magic circle made of silver threads materialized on the floor, with the man at its center. With a beatific smile on her lips, Tinasha stretched a hand out toward him. “Today will not be the day I perish.” She snapped her fingers, and power surged forth.
human
Mila:  “That was over too soon.” Mila giggled. With a wave of her hand, the barrier and the man’s remains vanished.
gpt
Tinasha:  The queen resettled back into her chair, a tight smile on her face. “If they’re all that weak, I welcome however many more she sends.”
human
Tinasha:  “It does feel like a waste of time.” Still, Tinasha felt uneasy as she reset the spell in the room. There’s no way something Travis asked me to do would be this easy…