human
Oscar:  After knocking Reust’s sword out of his hands, Oscar shouted. "Tinasha!" In the last moments before Pamyra and Renart pulled the witch into the array and out of sight, she threw Oscar a terribly anxious look.
gpt
Oscar:  Grinding his teeth in frustration, Oscar stared at the now-empty spot in the sky where the mages had vanished. That was his one chance…and he’d missed it. He needed to get her back. If he had her, everything else would work out. He’d talk to her, and they could come up with a compromise. Unforeseen interference had sent Oscar back to square one, however. Tamping down the irritation burning him up from the inside, Oscar put Akashia back in its sheath. Nark had miniaturized, and Oscar patted it on the head to thank it for a job well done. Then he glared at Reust.
human
Oscar:  "Why don’t you explain what’s been going on?"
gpt
Reust:  Reust licked his dry lips. The moon was red. A day of reckoning had come as silently as any other.