Run: 2026-04-24-01KQ04JPB7RQA1JVJXRAPPD0NM

Run Details

Model:: Xiaomi MIMO v2.5
Test:: Tool usage within Novelcrafter
Scenario:: Create alternate prose sections
Duration:: 7.5s
Cost:: $0.001152
Provider:: Xiaomi

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="The Knight's Welcome" data-color="red">
As I guided Thunder through the castle gates, the smell of hay and leather filled the air. Near the stables, a tall figure stood waiting—clad in polished armor that gleamed like silver in the fading light. His beard was gray and neatly trimmed, and his eyes held the weight of a hundred battles.

"So you're the new squire," he said, his voice deep as thunder itself. "I am Sir Roland, Knight of the Realm and Master of the Training Yard. You're late."

He gestured toward the stables. "Unsaddle your horse. Your training begins at dawn, whether you've rested or not."

</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Knight's Welcome" data-color="green">
I had barely dismounted when a hearty laugh rang out across the courtyard. A broad-shouldered knight with a ruddy complexion strode toward me, his armor clanking with each step. His smile was warm as a hearth fire.

"Welcome, young Frederick! I've been expecting you!" He extended a calloused hand. "I'm Sir Roland. Heard you've been riding since morning—must be half-dead with hunger!"

He clapped me on the shoulder, nearly knocking me over. "Come! The cooks have saved you a plate, and tomorrow we'll see what you're made of. The other squires are eager to meet you!"

</nc-section>

<nc-section data-title="The Knight's Welcome" data-color="blue">
The shadows lengthened as I dismounted near the stables. A figure emerged from the dimness—silent as a ghost, despite his armor. He was lean and weathered, with sharp features and eyes that seemed to see through pretense.

"You seek to serve the kingdom," he said quietly. It was not a question. "I am Sir Roland. I have watched many squires pass through these gates. Most do not last."

He studied me for a long moment, his gaze unreadable in the twilight. "We shall see what manner of steel you possess—not in your sword, but in your heart."

Without another word, he turned and disappeared into the gathering dark.

</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