human
Tinasha:  Then it ruptured open with a muffled sound. Magic, souls, and remnants of flesh went flying, and in the middle of it all was a floating woman. The backlash from the magic sent her glossy black hair whirling up behind her. Her wet, dark eyes burdened with sorrow were downcast. Power erupted from her right hand, clearing the air. At the same time, the hole from which Simila had manifested shrank as well.
gpt
Mila:  The dull, stagnant feel in the air faded, and Mila cried out, “Lady Tinasha!” She glanced at the spirits, smiled, and attempted to wave at them, but flinched. “Oo-ow… I haven’t felt pain like this in… four hundred years…”
human
Karr:  "Of course you haven’t. You’re saturated with magic." Karr replied, shaking his head as he teleported to his master’s side and gathered her up. “We’ll handle the cleanup. You should go rest.”
gpt
Tinasha:  "Urgh… sorry about this…" What power Tinasha hadn’t absorbed was floating on the breeze. Although the hole had shrunk, it wasn’t closed yet. If they didn’t work more spells to get things sorted, all of it would end up rooted here.
human
Karr:  "Should I send you to Tuldarr?”
gpt
Tinasha:  “Oh… no, please bring me to the fortress of Ynureid.”
human
Karr:  "All right."
gpt
Tinasha:  Tinasha looked to all five of the spirits present. “Thank you.” She said to them.
human
The Spirits:  They bowed silently in response.
gpt
Tinasha:  A smile bloomed on the beautiful queen’s face, and she and Karr vanished.