human
O, I thirst! My children were slain--and no one has avenged them. Blood! blood! I thirst. I will drink it! The blood of the cruel--of the cow-slayers! All, all--the old and the young; the old woman and the maiden; the nurse and the child at her breast; all--all--all! she continued, her voice rising to a scream.
gpt
They who love me, kill for me; for I thirst,--for I thirst now, as I did for the blood of the demons,
human
Bheemee, I thirst, she said gently,--