human
Joaquin:  He opened his eyes a fraction. “What…?” There was a slender sword standing right before his eyes. Joaquin’s sword had been deflected by one much thinner and was now embedded in the ground.
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Carel:  A small pair of feet crunched on the sand next to Carel, who was still in shock.
human
Tinasha:  "The match goes on. I’m up next." said the witch in a voice as cold as ice. Her long ebony hair was bound up tight.
gpt
Javi:  “You’re sending out a woman? Farsas must be running out of capable people.”
human
Oscar:  “She’s actually too capable, if you can believe it.” Oscar retorted flippantly.
gpt
Tinasha:  All eyes were on Tinasha, who casually readied her sword. Her formfitting mage’s costume threw her slim and elegant figure into sharp relief.
human
Inigo:  He pulled out a curved sword and faced her. “You’re a fine woman, though a bit too skinny. Maybe I’ll skin you.” He grinned at her lasciviously as he gave her body a long, slow once-over.
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Tinasha:  “You’re certainly welcome to try.” Tinasha invited, flashing him a cruel smile. When the start signal came, she leaped off the ground. Her strike wasn’t powerful, but it came down with fearsome speed. Reflexively, Inigo held up his sword to block it. The witch’s weapon worked so fast that the Ito man’s head was liable to go flying off his shoulders if he lost focus for even a moment. He reassessed his initial contempt of the woman. In a cold sweat, Inigo blocked three more attacks, then poured his strength into launching one big blow.
human
Tinasha:  Tinasha dodged it and jumped back. After waiting for the right timing, Inigo aimed his sword point right for her. He cast a spell, pouring magic into it. He brought forth an invisible rope and sent the tip flying toward Tinasha’s thin frame. Conjured cord twined around her, binding her instantaneously. Her arms were lifted up, and with her wrists bound, she dropped her sword. The Farsasian side broke into a commotion when they saw that. On the other side, crude grins spread across the faces of the Ito clansmen, who were well aware of Inigo’s power. Not many mages used swords. Few would’ve guessed that Inigo could use magic, especially after taking his rustic dress into account. Inigo had used that misconception to take advantage of scores of people in the past, toying with them before killing them. Inigo had savored every petrified look when his victims realized they’d been immobilized.
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Inigo:  Inigo approached Tinasha and placed the point of his sword right between her collarbones.
human
Tinasha:  She met his gaze evenly, not appearing frightened at all.
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Inigo:  “No one said we couldn’t use magic, did they?” He snickered, sure of his victory. He moved to slit her costume open with his blade. Before he could, his sword shattered apart with a ringing noise. Inigo’s jaw dropped as he stared at the sparkling fragments lying on the ground.