Run: 2026-02-25-01KJBDHAQY5M6WPATR7TDPMJ44

Run Details

Model:: Qwen 3.5 Flash
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 13.0s
Cost:: $0.000828
Provider:: Alibaba

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
Fail	Match blue prose section	(details)
Fail	Match green prose section	(details)
Fail	Match red prose section	(details)
no eval	Overall

Model input

System

You are an expert fantasy novel author.
You are working on a novel called "The Chronicles of the Last Dragon".

The following tools are available to you:

- <nc-section>
  Use this tool to create a new section of prose.

  Arguments:
  - "data-title": The title of the section.
  - "data-color": Any color of (red, green, blue, yellow, purple, orange, pink, brown).

  Example usage:
  <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival" data-color="blue">
  Frederick, a young squire, arrives at the castle to begin his training.
  </nc-section>

User/Human

The story so far:
<storySoFar>
Frederick, a young squire, arrives at the castle to begin his training.
</storySoFar>

My horse, a majestic stallion named Thunder, galloped across the open field. The wind whipped through my hair as I rode towards the castle gates. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the stone walls. I could see the banners of the kingdom fluttering in the breeze.

User/Human

Continue the story with the following instructions:

"""The local knight, Sir Roland, greets Frederick near the stables."""

Create 3 alternate prose sections that continue the story.
- Version 1 (red)
- Version 2 (green)
- Version 3 (blue)

Model response

<nc-section data-title="Section 2: The Crimson Guard" data-color="red">
Frederick dismounted, his boots hitting the packed earth with a dull thud. Before the stableboy could rush forward with a bucket, a figure emerged from the dim shadows of the stable wall. Sir Roland loomed larger than the horse, his plate armor catching the dying light like blood on snow. He did not smile, his eyes narrowing behind the visor of his helmet. "You are late, Squire," Roland boomed, his voice echoing off the wooden rafters. "The dragon knows no lateness, but men will perish for it. Watch your step." The red banners atop the stables snapped violently in the wind, matching the intensity of the knight's gaze.

<nc-section data-title="Section 2: The Verdant Welcome" data-color="green">
Frederick patted Thunder's neck, exhaling sharply as the horse stepped into the cool straw. Sir Roland waited there in the center of the courtyard, leaning against a stone pillar wrapped in living ivy. The knight wore a deep green cloak over his chainmail, blending softly with the nightshade of the overgrown gardens. "Welcome home, lad," Roland said, offering a hand to help Frederick down. "The earth loves a good rider. Take this, your first task is to groom Thunder tonight. Horses remember the hands that feed them, and they can sense a true heart beneath the steel."

<nc-section data-title="Section 2: The Twilight Watch" data-color="blue">
Twilight settled like a velvet cloak over the castle walls, turning the stone deep indigo. Frederick guided his horse toward the shelter, but Sir Roland stood waiting at the archway, his silver armor gleaming in the pale moonlight. "Frederick," the knight intoned, the name spoken with a heavy respect that felt out of place for a mere squire. "You ride with a destiny written in stars. Ensure your saddle is tight, for the nights ahead will not be warm." He extended a gauntlet, cold as ice, and the blue fire of a distant lantern reflected in the eyes of the Last Dragon's chosen guardian.

Evaluation details

Result	Evaluator	Details	Meta Data
Fail	Match blue prose section	/<nc-section data-title="[^"]*" data-color="blue">[^<]+<\/nc-section>/	n/a
Fail	Match green prose section	/<nc-section data-title="[^"]*" data-color="green">[^<]+<\/nc-section>/	n/a
Fail	Match red prose section	/<nc-section data-title="[^"]*" data-color="red">[^<]+<\/nc-section>/	n/a
no eval