human
Oscar:  Oscar tried to push away the other weapon, but his sword was suddenly confronted with nothing but empty air. From within the alabaster vapors, Oscar saw a person emerge.
gpt
Oscar:  “You…” His handsome features twist. It was Elze.
human
Elze:  Her blank eyes were darting all over, and she held something white and swordlike in her hand. She lifted one slender arm—and threw the pale sword at Oscar.
gpt
Oscar:  “Ngh!” he grunted. While he repelled the attack easily enough, the hurled weapon dissolved and turned to white mist. “It’s possessed her. Not good.”
human
Oscar:  As he hesitated, she swooped down upon him again. He parried another slash of a fog-formed blade, but he was at a loss for how to proceed. Oscar found himself trapped in a stalemate.
gpt
Elze:  Seeing that her attacks weren’t landing, Elze leaped far back. she opened both arms and threw out her chest.
human
Oscar:  Oscar didn’t know what she planned to do, but then he saw mist start to move toward her open mouth. A steady stream of it flowed into her petite frame. “Oh, come on… That’s where this is going?”
gpt
Oscar:  Oscar had to wonder how such a slender body could house such a vast quantity of the strange miasma. He slashed down from overhead to put an end to the mist influx.
human
Elze:  An ivory hand stopped his sword, however. “What?” Clutched in Elze’s hand was the blade of a broadsword powerful enough to cleave bone.
gpt
Oscar:  He let go of the sword and leaped back.
human
Elze:  Swinging from the blade, Elze brought the weapon to bear down at the exact spot where Oscar had been standing just a moment before.
gpt
Oscar:  As Oscar watched the weapon shatter to slivers in her grip, he wanted to burst out laughing. “If this is what a god is, Aetea’s downright docile.”
human
Tinasha:  “Come on now. You’re the king. Watch what you say.” came Tinasha’s exhausted voice. Tinasha wiped the sweat from her forehead as she came over to Oscar. “That was pretty heavy labor… Any mages who faced that thing in the past definitely fell into endless despair.”
gpt
Oscar:  “You okay? You’re really pale.”
human
Tinasha:  “I just feel extremely seasick.”