conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I was biding my time because I wanted to play with her for as long as possible.
conversations.prefix: I:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Aren’t you going to come at me?”
conversations.prefix: I:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I was going to ask you the same.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I have plenty of time.”
conversations.prefix: I:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Oh, is that so?” A wave of silence fell over the crowd.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “You really aren’t going to make a move? Then there will be no battle.”
conversations.prefix: I:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “No. I’m just happy gazing upon you, Miss Claire.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Are you trying to bait me? !” Claire ground her heel in frustration.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Well, I can start it off, if you insist.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  It had to be done. I raised one arm in Claire’s direction.
conversations.prefix: I:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Shut.” Claire disappeared into a shell of rock that suddenly burst from the ground. I had confined her through use of an earth attribute barrier, but the rock was soon shattered from within as Claire popped out in a cloud of dust.
conversations.prefix: I:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Hmph. Is that all you’ve got?” The rock had melted into sludge. No matter how weak the earth attribute was against fire, the melting point of rock was at least 700 degrees Celsius and could be as high as 1,200 degrees. Claire’s magical fire power had to be extremely high to be able to melt rock so fast.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Just more teasing.” I created a number of small stone arrows to send toward Claire.
conversations.prefix: I:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Useless!” The stone arrows were completely blocked by the flame barrier she conjured. A fire barrier without solid components didn’t provide much protection, but Claire could make one hot enough to dissolve stone in an instant. Her fighting style was standard for magic wielders, an all-purpose approach in which she controlled fire at will, favoring neither defense nor offense. For her skills, she was known as the Red Lotus Queen.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I’m coming for you this time.” Claire deftly raised her hands, summoning the same massive flame spear she’d used against the water slime. It was shaped like a lance used by medieval knights on horseback.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “That’s great, Miss Claire! You have superb instincts and unparalleled skill at controlling your flames!”
conversations.prefix: I:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Shut up!” Claire let out a cough. “Disappear!” She launched the flame spear.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I responded by creating an earth magic barrier.
conversations.prefix: I:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Fool! Did you forget how I just melted your magic? !” Claire laughed, sure of her victory, but then…
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It’s not melting?! Why? !” Earth barriers in this world were often built of stone, but I had devised a tungsten carbide barrier. Tungsten carbide was twice as strong as steel, and its melting point was actually 28,800 degrees Celsius. Even Claire couldn’t melt this wall. I admit it: science wasn’t advanced enough in this world to people to know about tungsten carbide. I was cheating—just a bit—by drawing on modern Japanese knowledge.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “So even a pathetic peasant can have sufficient aptitude. But how long can you keep it up?” Claire generated another massive flame spear and launched it. It passed me, missing by a long shot.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Turn!” The flame spear turned sharply and hurtled toward me from behind.
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