ChatGPT said:
"Let's start then," Esme declared, her voice ringing through the air. She lifted a red flag in front of her and stepped into the middle of the training ground, the start of the most exciting spar of the century for all the sorcerers who had always wondered whether Arabella or Morpheus would be stronger than the other.
Both of them stood at a distance between each other, framed by the circle of watching sorcerers.
"How do we determine if one of us win?" Morpheus asked before the start of the spar.
Arabella hummed and looked at the ground, "If one of us touch the other."
"Fair," answered Morpheus, smiling as if he had won the spar and was simply watching a foolish girl trying to defy the triumph he had imagined.
