gpt
Fortuna:  “—Pandoraaa! !” Howling with every fiber of her bloodied body was a woman with short silver hair—Fortuna. Just how ferocious had her battles been after returning to the forest? Fortuna appeared there, wounded all over, yet the glint of fierceness in her eyes was undiminished as she unleashed tremendous magical power to impale Pandora. It sounded like the air cracked as long, massive spears of ice materialized in the area around Fortuna. Their aim was true, and with speed greater than an arrow, they streaked toward Pandora all at once.
human
Fortuna:  “Take this—! !”
gpt
Pandora:  “Launching an attack without looking around first is quite dangerous.” Speaking calmly, Pandora stepped forward as if to shield Emilia.