"But you can't rely on that bastard for your safety, he has no conscience!" Morgan patted Lynch on the back and said in a gruff voice, "We dwarves, even if we're just clearing out mining rats, always wear our gear. The enemy won't show you mercy."
"Do you really wear all your gear?" Lynch looked at Morgan, smiling gently, "Alright, I understand what you mean. I will still use all kinds of protection magic and not let my guard down."
"I really don't know whether you're smart or just plain stupid." Zilvra looked at Lynch and said bluntly, "From now on, I will attack you from time to time, and with all my might. If you don't keep the magical protection on you, then taste the feeling of blowing yourself up with the weapons you've created."
"You wouldn't do that, would you?"
