human
Elisabeth:  “It awakened by consuming the Apostle? What in the blazes is it?” Elisabeth murmured, her voice low.
gpt
Elisabeth:  As she did, a massive pair of wings extended up from the pit to the sky. They were like massive, fleshy flower buds reaching for the heavens. Then, like a flower blooming, the wings unfurled. Rejecting all constraints of gravity and volume, the dragon softly flapped them and took off into the sky. When it did, its entire monstrous body came into view. Compared to its wings and body, its limbs were comparatively stubby. It also had no scales, which was unusual for a dragon. Its pale, pinkish flesh was fully exposed. Between that and its round shape, it called a human fetus to mind. The thin red membrane swimming in the air behind its neck made it look like it was on fire.
human
Jeanne:  Jeanne narrowed her eyes. As she regarded the strange dragon, she said in almost a whisper: “Why, if it isn’t the Legend Dragon, the supreme flesh drake… According to the literature, the male was hunted by a group spearheaded by the merchant of legend. That must be the female, then. Who’da thunk it’d survived by staying out here. Now, this, this is a fairy tale.”
gpt
Kaito:  “Man… Looks like those tall tales of yours were true after all.” Kaito muttered in disbelief. He thought back to all the stories the Butcher had told seemingly half in jest. One of those stories had been about the battle against the Legend Dragon. Although he’d dressed them up as tall tales, the Butcher had shared no small number of his memories with them. At that moment, though, harsh winds began to blow and knocked Kaito out of his reverie.