human
Julius:  "Ine, Ness.” He murmured. “Lend me your power.” Julius raised his sword before his face and closed his eyes as if in prayer; a white and a black glow bestowed themselves upon him.
gpt
Cecils:  Cecils, eyes wide and blinking at the display, shifted the sheaths of his blades gently. "Oh? Are you a real spirit user? I’ve heard there are many like you in the north, but the only ones you run into in Volakia are evil. Very impressive—an opponent who can use a technique I’m not familiar with? Beautiful. A brilliant stage, shared by magnificent players… Wonderful! One such as I needs an excellent foil!”
human
Julius:  “Don’t you think you’re being a bit hasty? I’m familiar with many tragedies that culminate in the hero losing his life. Only your own sword will determine whether you’re starring in such a tragedy at this moment.”
gpt
Cecils:  “Bravo, what a fantastic turn of phrase! That’s the sort of line that makes a person fall in love with an actor. And such being the case…” With a pleasant smile, Cecils calmly drew one of the swords at his hip. Then he took a single, nonchalant step toward Julius and vanished. An instant later, faster than lightning, he delivered a blow that transcended all perception.
human
Julius:  “Hrrgh!” Julius only just managed to block this first strike with the upraised hilt of his saber. He hadn’t deflected it consciously; it was an instinctive reaction, one born of the heightened reflexes granted to him by his greater spirits. Julius had been forced to use his trump card at the very first exchange.
gpt
Cecils:  "My! You managed to block that? You kingdom warriors are more capable than I thought.” Julius, keenly aware of the pain in his arm, registered the now-distant Cecils’s surprise. The general had widened the gap again as quickly as he had closed it. His movements were almost instantaneous, truly as fast as lightning. Such speed certainly lived up to his title. “Well, try, try again! Show you can follow me—unless that first time was just luck!”
human
Julius:  “I can only ask you not to go too hard on me,” Julius said, gritting his teeth and forcing himself to sound more assured than he felt.
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Cecils:  The smile on Cecils’s face shifted at the remark, and The Blue Lightning struck Julius again. The saber jumped in Julius’s hand with every hit. He managed to block, barely, as the clang of steel rang out. “Wonderful, wonderful! Two, three, five, six, seven! You blocked them all!