human
Oscar:  “Fairies use similar magic in forests a lot, but this might be the first time in history that one on such a large scale has been accomplished.” More than half of what he said sounded more like a compliment than anything, and Oscar felt a headache coming on. It was almost as if he could hear Tinasha shouting Just go around and around in circles, then! at him.
gpt
Oscar:  “Her very existence should be illegal.”
human
Oscar:  Groaned. “How can we break the spell?”
gpt
:  “Locating its essence and destroying it is the quickest way out. Judging from the scope, Miss Tinasha is not actively maintaining it now. She’s set up sigils and something to use as a core to do that for her. That’s if we can find it first—it’s impossible to see this spell.”
human
Oscar:  “I can’t see it, either.” They were at a complete loss. Privately, Oscar cursed Lucrezia’s heartlessness, though only just a little. The soldiers had halted, and from Oscar’s position in the center of the march, they seemed to be in quite the disarray. He looked around and saw that the generals, royals, and aides-de-camp were trading information and ideas on how best to escape their trap. His eyes caught sight of Reust, and Oscar made a sour face. It was all because of Reust’s time wasting that things had gotten this bad in the first place. Oscar felt a fresh wave of irritation threaten an angry outburst. Just as Oscar bit it back…a guest arrived. It was a man clad in black mage’s robes. He materialized in the midst of the crowd without any forewarning, and as everyone’s heads began to turn, he bent one knee and made a sweeping bow. In a full, ringing voice, he greeted the army with all due formality.
gpt
Bardalos:  “I believe this is our first time meeting. I am the chief mage of Cuscull, Bardalos.”
human
Soldiers:  “Wha—?” Several soldiers drew their swords. In an instant, the air was crackling with tension, and Bardalos gave an exaggerated shrug.
gpt
Bardalos:  “Ah, don’t be too hasty. If you kill me, you’ll never get out of here. This is a fine work of art crafted by the bride of our very own king. I doubt you’ll be able to get out now that you’re inside it.”
human
Cezar general:  “You clown… What have you come here for?” Spat out the general.
gpt
Bardalos:  Only smiled at the attempted intimidation. He answered with theatrical flourish, as if reveling in his assigned role. “On this fine day, you are all bravely gathered here to make an offer of subordination to Cuscull. I am most extremely and humbly delighted. I would be thrilled to allow you the chance to witness our king’s great act of bringing the entire mainland under his control. If I may be so bold as to escort you…” Bardalos wheeled around to take in everyone surrounding him.
human
Bardalos:  “However, I’m afraid that I am unable to invite each and every one of you. We do have limited seating.