Run: 2026-03-18-01KM1GDHQFQSAB78KTDP3RKVN9

Run Details

Model:: MiniMax M2.7
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 13.4s
Cost:: $0.000694
Provider:: Minimax

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
Pass	Match blue prose section	(details)
Pass	Match green prose section	(details)
Pass	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="Version 1: The Formal Welcome" data-color="red">
As I dismounted Thunder, a broad-shouldered knight emerged from the stables. His armor gleamed in the fading light, and a weathered scar ran down his left cheek. "You must be Frederick," he said, his voice deep and commanding. "I am Sir Roland, guardian of these grounds. Your father spoke highly of you in his letters." He extended a gauntleted hand. "Welcome to Castle Thornwood, young squire. Your training begins at dawn."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Warm Handshake" data-color="green">
Thunder neighed softly as I led him toward the stables. A friendly voice called out from the shadows. "Easy there, traveler. Let me take your horse." A middle-aged man with kind eyes appeared, wearing worn leather rather than heavy armor. "Name's Roland. Most folks just call me Rolo these days." He patted Thunder's flank with practiced ease. "You've had a long ride, I can tell. Come, there's warm stew waiting in the barracks. We'll talk training tomorrow—tonight, you rest."
</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Guarded Encounter" data-color="blue">
I had barely touched the ground when a voice echoed from the stable doorway. "Another squire." The words carried no warmth. Sir Roland stepped forward, his pale eyes studying me like a hawk watching prey. His hand rested on his sword hilt. "I've trained a dozen like you. Half didn't last a month." He circled me slowly. "Your family name opened these doors, boy. But in these halls, names mean nothing. Only steel and skill. Prove yourself, or return from whence you came. The choice is yours."
</nc-section>

Evaluation details

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