human
Pamyra:  "Lady Tinasha, are you hurt?" Pamyra asked, looking Tinasha over with concern once they teleported back to the witch’s room in Cuscull.
gpt
Tinasha:  All the blood had drained from the witch’s face, and she stared blankly at Pamyra and Renart. After a while, she answered, "I’m fine, but what about you?"
human
Pamyra:  "The dragon’s wing just bumped against me a little. Please don’t worry about it."
gpt
Renart:  Renart rushed to kneel in front of Pamyra. "Are you really okay? You don’t feel unwell?"
human
Pamyra:  "No, I’m fine… It was just a bit of a shock. That’s all." Assured Pamyra.
gpt
Renart:  Frowning, Renart asked his lady. "You know the swordsman of Akashia?"
human
Tinasha:  Tinasha gave a little jolt at that. Some unnamed emotion welled up in her dark eyes. "That’s my… He’s a man I once signed a contract with. I trained him so he’d be…able to kill me." There was something Tinasha wanted to leave in this world, for the history that was yet to come. Oscar had given that to her. He was the king who would build a new era. The witch said nothing more. She closed her eyes and similarly shut out the feeling building within her.